One floor above the cafeteria and its Honolulu theme is the ground level emergency room where I’ve heard gowned people shuffle in makeshift lines, groaning towards radiology, dragging black trash bags on the tile floor, filled with their belongings. Healthy people waning towards a diagnosis: sick men standing upright, unlike their floormates splayed across gurneys and isolated by paper curtains. Unresponsive, known as a telemetry beep…employees get 10% off.