Veterans Affairs

I am pretty sure my veteran father almost passed away during a routine cataract surgery that despite the superior medical coverage he had under my mother’s plan — which would have allowed him to receive better treatment — he insisted on undergoing the knife here.
Then of course there was the time when once I was forcibly removed from the grounds by a «security officer», after attempting to take some pictures from one of the highest vantage points in the city — which apparently just so happens to share geographic proximity to federal property. Whoops.
On another occasion I happened to run into a kid that I went to school with who, as our small talk soon revealed, was a pharmacist there. Nice kid, but not the first person I would pick when it comes to filling scripts for my offal-​obsessed, somehow invincible, half-​blind old man.
No seriously, it’s as bad as they say.