"Macam tak boleh doktor."
"Kenapa ya encik?"
"Saya tak selesa kalau jaga di Likas. Terlalu sejuk."
... I have never. Been. So. TRIGGERED. IN. MY. ENTIRE. LIFE!!!!!!!
There I was shivering in my three layers of clothing including a thermal innerwear I bought specifically for working in the effing cold ward, sleeping with two blankets on and I NEVER once complained of it nor refused a night shift because of comfort reason. And I'm the person who will get cold-induced bronchospasm.
I already explained to this egg that his wife condition wasn't blooming and we need to get her to the adult side and he still only cared of HIS comfort? Oh I almost said "fuck you brainless sperm donor why am I the one with an ounce of care for your wife and your kids?"
But I remained seated and told him "encik patut utamakan kesihatan isteri dan anak-anak encik lebih daripada keselesaan encik sendiri" an octave higher. I told him to think and we would call him back cm. I ran out of fuck to talk with that shit.
Charlene was looking at me while doing her night review and heard all of my almost-shouting. She said "biasanya kalau kes begini I will tell the husband 'kalau isteri encik mati pun encik juga kena jaga anak, so encik nak jaga anak encik sekarang atau tunggu isteri encik mati dulu?'"
Girl so savage. I wouldn't want to wish that on the wife, but I very much think the husband deserved a painful death. I pitied his wife so badly. Before I gave the fucker a call I called his wife asking for caretaker replacement candidate and she automatically answered me "no one". No wonder. Oh lady I pity you, why are you married to this shit.

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