1. Old people rock. Yes I work in a nursing home, yes it is sometimes messy, but the coolest part about it is that unlike mental health... you can TOTALLY play into the delusion. Forget re-orienting, when Bertha says I'm a cashier and she wants to know how much money for this folder, dog gone it, I say $20 bucks and take her pretend money with a smile.
2. When someone gives me an excuse as to why they can not, or did not do something, I want to kick them in the groin. I don't care about your excuses. If you commit to something do it. If part of your job is to call someone back, do it. Don't give me this crap about forgetting, or to hard, or to busy. Dammit we're all busy. I work 2 sometimes 3 jobs, go to school and raise a kid... you think I'm not busy??? I am... and I still get the job done, so put that in your juice box and suck it.
3. I want more for most people. I think this is where I get irritated with excuses. I shouldn't care that you're screwing up your life by making one bad decision after another, but I do. And I want you to stop because I know it could be so much better for you and I want to show you how... but I can't because you won't listen. And it totally ticks me off.
4. No one can break my heart like my kid. Uuuuuugh.
5. If there is nothing you can count on in life, count on this.... Service at Big Apple Bagels sucks. Seriously. I ordered a coffee and a toasted bagel, Kristen ordered a sandwich, a fountain pop and a muffin and it took TWENTY, count them TWENTY minutes. It's almost comical. They're slow, they're rude, and they're condescending. They're like... the Ed DeBevits of TC.... and I kinda like it.
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