I don't have any ghost stories for us, I just have stories... I used to deliver food to the wards. One guy called EVERY day, without fail, and bought the same thing EVERY time...3 coffees, Marlboros and a buttered roll. I went there everyday, but every time he would re-introduce himself...He smoked all his cigs down to the filter, fingers all brown, blahhhhhh...His voice was 10 times worse than Joan Rivers..."IM FRANK AMBROS" he would yell, lol.....I'm like "I know Frank, we met yesterday", and he would say, "MY SON IS COMING THIS WEEKEND!" "Oh yeah Frank? That's great"...Next day, repeat...
Mmmmm k, another, I was supposed to deliver food to a ward but the county cops wouldn't let me past the outside door...There was an ex-corrections officer, a very large one at that, that went off the deep end, was admitted, and, that day, decided to take over the ward, other patients, doctors and nurses...He picked up a huge hospital chair, threw it against the floor and busted the leg off, and wouldn't let anyone out...I didn't stay to see the outcome...
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