I hate you because you think you can march in to any ER in the country and demand narcotics your way like it is Burger King. I hate you because your fake symptoms force me to throw away millions of dollars of our national treasure on tests that don't need to be done. I hate you because there is an army of oily lawyers and patient advocates who don't know the first thing about medicine ready to take up your cause. I hate you because in wasting the time of our ER staff, a harmless grandmother in the room next door must be tied to her bed because there is no sitter. Did I mention that I hate you and that I hope you all perish in some fiery Percocet induced (single car!) crash and burn in hell for all eternity? I did? Ok, well thanks for letting me repeat myself. Have a nice day.