Sitting in the waiting room, wasting time until I got called back to see my psychopharmacist (no, seriously, that’s her title), I got to witness the most entertaining outburst of this century!

Clinic Employee (CE): *in a calm voice* I’m sorry. It seems we’ll be unable to help you at this time.
Freak Psycho (FP): *practically screaming* That is *now screaming* UNACCEPTABLE! *slams her magazine in her lap*
CE: Why don’t you come up to the front desk, and we can talk this out.
*FP stomps up to the desk*
CE: Really, I am sorry, but we can’t help you. It seems your case has been inactive, and…
FP: *still yelling* How can my case be inactive?! I’VE BEEN COMING [to this clinic] FOR A YEAR!
CE: How long have you been a patient of [the mental health facility, which houses the clinic, but is a separate entity]?
FP: Since I was FIVE YEARS OLD!
CE: *still calm* Okay, well, it seems your case has been labeled as inactive. In order for us to help you with your medication, you’ll have to have a psychological evaluation. It will only take an hour…
FP: I HAVE NEVER TALKED TO ANYONE FOR AN HOUR, EVER!
CE: *still calm, God only knows how* Well, you’ll have to do this in order for this to be fixed. What medications were you taking?
FP: I was taking [medication], which is an ANTI-PSYCHOTIC!
CE: How long have you been off of that?
FP: *still screaming at the top of her lungs* EIGHT MONTHS!
Elyse thinks: And she really needs to go back on.
CE: *STILL calm* Okay, well, you really need to get this psych eval done.
FP: *STILL screaming* AND WHERE DO I HAVE TO GET THIS DONE?
CE: If you go to the main building, they can…
*FP stomps to the front door, slams it open, stomps down the hall, and keeps screaming*

Lulz ensued.