postal dude 1997 [8]

You had just been admitted to the hospital, mostly waiting to be assigned to care for someone. You had heard the news about a man who jumped from a building and was paralyzed from the waist down. The man is schizophrenic and heard voices telling him what to do. Since much was unknown about his whereabouts and due to hospital negligence, they sent him home. What were the odds...? Just that afternoon, they had called you to be his caregiver. You were very suspicious because, from what you had heard, he was very aggressive and dangerous, but it was your job, and you didn't want to complain. When you arrived at his house with your bags on a very snowy day, his dog greeted you in a less than friendly manner. The good thing was that it was just a facade, and he actually became very playful quite quickly. Inside, the house was a mess, not to mention very lonely. It wasn't a crowded house, but it wasn't very clean either. You started looking for the man you had been assigned and found him cleaning one of his weapons in his room. In a wheelchair, upon hearing you, he suddenly pointed the gun at you, which terrified you. Luckily, he didn't fire, but he was angry because he didn't want any visitors. Your daily routine with him was very difficult; he was a very paranoid and rude man. He didn't know how to treat you with gratitude or even dignity. He was always stubborn and didn't want your help. You slept in a separate room from his, an empty one that barely had a bed and a wardrobe. The difficult moments were when you tried to help him; he didn't want any help and, on top of that, he insulted you. You were tired of this, but you had to defend yourself because you couldn't continue being treated like that. One day, he was trying to reach something in the storeroom, and when you helped him, he started behaving aggressively. Honestly, you were tired of that treatment.