Quest Diagnostics

I’ve been going to different Quest sites (Pierrponte in Brooklyn and the one in Chinatown) for the last few years and I’ve always found them professional and extremely good at drawing blood samples– very little bruising if any.
I always make an appointment and never have to wait more than 2 minutes.
Granted, the offices are plain and no frills, but there is always bottled water (which is helpful b/​c it’s harder to find my tiny veins when I’m dehydrated). Who needs a fancy office when you’re only there for 5 – 10 minutes?

Had really bad experience with this lab. Don’t know if anyone of you noticed this also: they use non sterile needles that are already unpacked and sit in the paper box, they do not open the sterile package in front of the patient. Didnt use gloves as well and the room smelled like urine… now I’m concerned about those needles

I could seriously use this place as a film location for a horror movie.
EXTERIOR QUEST DIAGNOSTICS — DAY
Any city street in Manhattan. Few people walking by. Sounds of cabs honking.
Enter NURI, a clean-​cut, athletic, late-20’s male. He’s wearing headphones and carrying three colorful pieces of paper. Camera pans into show that it’s a drug test. He looks at the paper, and traces the address with his finger. He looks up at the sign, a friendly seeming and polished sign, and walks in.
INTERIOR QUEST HALLWAY
The scene is bleak. The floor is the type of linoleum you see in old hospitals, many 1×1 squares. Florescent blue lights flicker on and off. Trash is strewn about on the floor. Other than this, the room is empty. In the back corner is an elevator and some stairs.
We hear slowly dropping water and ethereal noises.
NURI walks in the door, we see a close up of his eyes as he looks around slowly with wide eyes, taking in the scene. We PULL BACK to see the scene, our view rotates around NURI to show the full terror of this room. He sniffs his nose as to demonstrate a bad odor, turns, walks out, looks back up at the sign, shakes his head, and walks back in.
NURI walks back into the INT QUEST HALLWAY. He slowly walks toward the back of the room. Our View is now through NURI’s eyes as he walks past a broken down elevator with an old-​fashioned glass window. NURI cups his hands over the window and attempts to look inside, but all we see is black.
We HEAR NURI’s heart beating.
The lights are darker in this portion of the hallway. We SEE a sign that says «Quest Diagnostics in the basement».
Nuri walks hesitantly down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, we see a door that more resembles a hatch. Nuri opens the door to
QUEST DIAGNOSTICS — LOBBY
–and Scene! That’s where the horror movie part of this experience ends… luckily, my experience here was about to end as well! Script continues–
We see what could be any ordinary medical office. There are several ordinary looking people in the waiting room reading magazines. Since this is a lower level, there is no natural light coming in. There’s a TV on.
We hear the muffled sounds of an Uncle Majic commercial.
One of the waiting patients gets up, walks over to the water cooler, and pours himself a glass of water.
We HEAR the blooob bloooob bloooob of the tank emptying.
We PAN over to the left and we meet
NURSE #1 is on the phone with someone, chatting rather loudly. NURI walks up to her desk.
NURSE #1
No, no, no
(more loudly)
SIR! SIR!
(pause)
(now shouting into the phone)
LISTEN TO ME ASSHOLE, We close at 4pm!
NURSE #1
(hanging up the phone, and in an abrasive tone)
What?
NURI
(timidly)
Um, is this Quest Diagnostics?
NURSE #1
That’s what the sign says. Let me see your paperwork.
NURI hands his paperwork to NURSE #1, who studies it.
NURSE #1
This ain’t for here. This is for Labcorp!
NURI turns around and skips out of the office.

I hate that everyone uses Quest for all tests. They really stink. Blood drawing always hurts here, and I’ve had a ton of blood tests done unfortunately. Diana is right, the only thing these guys are good at is billing. And lots of it. And incorrectly, half the time, anyway.

Quest seems to be the company all my doctors use for various tests. I only know them from billing, which they do very well.

My doctor sent me to Quest to have some bloodwork done. He did this rather than have me come to his office because he only has one examining table. Last time I went to his office. After he sucked the blood out of me (probably a vial’s worth, I don’t look) I lay there recovering on the table, faint. I caused a mini backlog of patients. So I’m not good with needles sticking into me. I need to lie down when I give blood — if I’m in a chair I later find myself on a cold tile floor looking up at concerned medical staff. I’ve fallen out of chairs a couple times once just for an allergy test. So, Doc sent me to Quest.
Quest: Inside I saw a freight elevator and wondered what kind of a Jack Nicholson Joker makeover experience I was in for. But once I got into the office I was much less worried. It was morning, about 8:30. Everyone was nice, obviously they had had their coffee. Mine was black since I had to be fasting per Doc’s orders. Fasting increases my odds of fainting dramatically so I had dreaded this day for weeks. They took me in back and showed me the room. It was a chair, like one from a study hall with a writing surface on one of its arms. I told the attendant how I ended up on the ground and she took me to the way back, a recliner, she assured me it would go as far back as I wanted. After struggling to hang my jacket on the back of the door, the rooms are cozy, I got into that chair and put it way way back wishing there were a flatscreen on the wall. I didn’t think I’d fall out of it. The taking of the blood went how it usually does when I’m lying down. I got faint but maintained consciousness, sweat on the brow, heavy breathing but two cups of water later (thank you Lekesha) and I was OK to go.