Holy fuck I feel your pain so deeply, most especially with the veterinary thing. I worked at a vet clinic for 2 years - mostly in their boarding area, but helped out with the hospital area during the day - and there was this fucking disgusting pig of a girl who honestly baffled me with her negligence. She was too lazy to check on a cat we had isolated in our other separate building (it was only a few yards away, but obviously too much walking for her) and we had a sweet little cat that had gotten her back leg amputated due to bone cancer. This fat bitch left her cage open and she got out and got stuck under the cat cages (they're on little wheels so we can clean behind them) and was there all night. When I came the next morning I had to get her out and she was so stressed and freaked out - what if she had urinated or pooped and it got into her wound? What if her struggles had torn the staples out? I was absolutely furious. Not to mention every time this planet had to take care of her because I was busy with other things, she NEVER changed the litter box (which was always disgusting as a result), never swapped out her bedding which was covered in litter and dirty, and never changed her water. Words cannot describe how much I wanted to cuss this bitch out.