Recently my dad and I took my mum to the doctor. I think he suspected she had a stroke, so he told us to take her straight to the ER.

When we get to the hospital there are no parks, so my dad drops my mum and I off at the ER main entrance to look for a park. There are a few people in the ER, and it's relatively quiet. Mum and I wait in the line behind ED (entitled dad). Everything is normal until it's his turn. He calls over his 2 kids, which looked around 4-5, and says they need to be admitted immediately. The receptionist said they look fine, and apologised saying "I can't help you." Well he was not having any of that. He started swearing at her and yelled "I want to see your f***ing manager!" (All the while one of the kids was slapping his butt and pulling his pants down, wtf)

The receptionist shut her little window and refused to serve him. I expected him to storm off. Instead he yelled "Well I'm not moving until you get your manager!" At this point I'm shaking my head, while my mum is livid. My mum sparked up and said "No you are not!" and to my surprise he silently shuffled off! I quickly hand the nurse the admittance paper and she lets us through straight away.

I saw the ED and the kids once more in the hospital, as well as security (which I hope was to stop him for causing any more grief)