WCB Office of the Appeals Adviser

 After I was rendered dirt poor again by WCB for daring to speak out when the REMED Crackpot Rehabilitation physio weirdos hurt me with their Deep Massage Therapy, I immediately contacted the Office of the Appeals Adviser and I told him what happened. He then asked me my name and my claim number which I gave him. He then responded on the phone, "Well you are a very smart man Mr. Mcgillis". I could tell in his tone that he was becoming very condescending, despondent and he was insinuating that I had planned this event. His mannerisms were very abrasive, and I was not responding well to his condescending manner because he was trying to discourage me from filing an appeal. At the time I was not aware that the bonus structure of the WCB is spread across the organization, so that every single physiotherapist, doctor and claims manager SHARE in the BOOTY they rob from seriously injured workers who are suffering horrifically. These bastards will not even buy me a bed.
  If you have to be told to BUY a BED for a seriously injured worker who has fallen at work and broken his back, then you as a WCB Hack should be god-dammed fired permanently because you are to god damned stupid to even figure out where to catch your Bus to St. Albert.
  I had quickly realized that Appeals Adviser was nothing more than an overpaid WCB Corporate Dick-sucker and dropped and fantasies that I was having regarding these overpaid do-nothings actually getting off of their duffs and doing something to help a severely injured worker.