Tina And The Elderly Hunchbacks, Unfinished

This is unfinished, I'm sorry that my formatting didn't copy over correctly from Microsoft Word. All the actions were italicized and all the characters names were in bold, but I don't really want to put in the effort and apply the formatting in here. Especially since I'm considering discontinuing this play/skit/thing.
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Tina is a starting nurse that takes care of the elderly at the Clarely City Nursing Home; to put it lightly she hates her job. Trying to cope with her fear of the elderly and having to grant their every wish and whim leaves her questioning her sanity. Another battle makes it’s self clear as her boyfriend Dill and her best friend Patty, who also works at Clarely City Nursing Home, are having arguments over the phone. Tina is just trying to get home as quickly as possible from her wonderful new job.

Tina- Hold on a second, would you, Mr. Gretenalenalooski?
Mr. Gretenalenalooski- Call me Lue, like the John.
Tina- What?
Mr. Gretenalenalooski- I said (hacks flem) Call me Lue, like the John.
Tina- (gives up all hope of understanding) Okay, whatever, I have to go check on Mr. Ardee. (Walks briskly down the hallway, ignoring Mr. Gretenalenalooski)
Mr. Gretenalenalooski- Like the toilet!
Tina- (Walks into Mr. Ardee’s room) Good day Mr. Ardee, how are you doing?
Mr. Ardee- Call me by my first name, Chefboy.
Tina- Why does everyone in this place insist on me calling them by their first name?
Chefboy- Because we old folks one day aspire to mount zebras and trail across the Golden Gate Bridge.
Tina- Really, I don’t see how that answers my question, but I one day aspire to be a nurse in a real hospital.
Chefboy- Darlin’, you need to calm down. I don’t bite. I can’t, I don’t have any teeth.
Tina- You’re not making any sense dear.
Chefboy- I don’t have teeth.
Tina- Okay…What’s that got anythi-
Patty- (stands in the doorway leaning on the frame) Tina, could you come back to the lobby, Mr. Gretenalenalooski is chewing on the coffee table again.
Tina- (Walks into the lobby with Patty and they both get behind the receptionist’s counter, lean on it, and begin to watch as Mr. Gretenalenalooski gnaws at the oak wood table) He’s really getting’ at it today isn’t he?
Patty- Yeah, he is.
Cindy- (enters the nursing home and approaches Patty) May I please see my father?
Patty- I’m sorry m'am you and your child sit over there in the lounging area and we will call you over here when you can see your father. We’re loaded with work right now; it may be a few minutes.
Cindy- Okay, but don’t you need to know my father’s name?
Patty- (in a stern yet quick tone Patty points Cindy in the direction of Mr. Gretenalenalooski) That simply isn’t necessary m'am, please take a seat.
Cindy- (Looks down at her child) Come on Blake, you must wait before you can see your grandpa. (Looks up and sees Mr. Gretenalenalooski chewing on the coffee table and thinks to herself “What the-?” her face quickly changes it’s expression to a more shocked look)
Patty- Anyhow, I’ve never seen him chew at it like that.
Tina- He wants me to call him Lue, like a toilet.
Patty- That’s better than looking like an idiot when you can barley pronounce his name.
Tina- Good point, who on Bob’s green earth would select the last name “Gretenalenalooski”?
Patty- He didn’t choose that name. And who’s Bob?
Tina- Well, somewhere down the line somebody out their decided for their last name to be Gretenalenalooski. And I don’t believe in saying God’s name in vain (covers mouth)
Patty- Calm down, Oh! That kids approaching Lue!
Lue- (stops chewing on the coffee table)
Tina- Darn.
Lue- WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!
Patty- This could be interesting.
Blake- I’m sorry…(tears up)
Lue- I’m like a toilet!!! (continues to chew on the coffee table)
Tina- That was great.
Patty- Yes, it wa-
Cindy- (storms up to counter) I really must speak to my father.
Patty- Okay, what’s his name.
Cindy- I thought you didn’t need his name.
Patty- All I asked you for is his name; tell me so I can direct you to the right room.
Cindy- (sighs) Chefboy Aredee.
Patty- Mr. Aredee is in room –5.
Cindy- -5?
Patty- We ran out of rooms so we put him in the basement.
Cindy- (slightly appalled, Cindy walks down the hallway leading to the basement. She notices several vacant rooms on the way down the hallway and realizes her son isn’t tagging along behind her) Blake! (she turns around and gazes down the hallway only to see Lue holding Blake by the neck. Cindy runs down the hallway back to Blake)
Lue- (shaking Blake) You wanna see the soup man huh? You’ll see him in Hell!
Patty- (still leaning on the counter) I place $5 on Lue.
Tina- Should we really be betting on something like this?
Patty- What’s with this sudden “passion for life” thing you’ve got going on?
Tina- I do not have a passion for life.
Patty- So you have a passion for death?
Tina- No.
Patty- If you don’t have a passion for life you must have a passion for death.
Tina- Then what do you have a passion for Patty?
Patty- I’m neutral.
Tina- You can’t be neutral you said you either have a passion for death or a passion for life, there’s no in between.
Patty- That’s true.
Tina- Then how can you be neutral.
Patty- Because I have neither a passion for life of a passion for death.
Tina- But you said-, look, I honestly don’t care.
Patty- Neither do I.
Blake- (sobs uncontrollably)
Cindy- Let go of my son! (throws down a nearby chair)
Mrs. Gettle- (trips over chair)
Cindy- (turns off Lue’s oxygen tank) Breathe now!
Lue- (continues to choke Blake)
Cindy- Why do you have an oxygen tank if you don’t need it.
Mrs. Gettle- That’s a lamp.

Oh no, please continue writing this! It's very funny to read, and I guess also a lot of fun to write All those weirdo's who talk nonsense... fantastic.
Mr. Gretenalenalooski... such a cool name

Some spelling mistakes though:

M'am

Guess that should be anyhow.

Absolutely love these lines