Today’s Work Chronicles…
Y’all thought the sick didn’t need tending to on Christmas?
I call myself being super helpful to family members who can’t come visit their loved ones. A resident’s daughter called but no one answered on the hall so I took a message. Hand delivered the message to the unit. Said resident comes up here and sets off alarm. I ask her if she talked to her daughter and she says no. Go back to person I HAND DELIVERED the message to and ask if she allowed resident to call? She says no. I asked for the HAND DELIVERED note back. Heffa, I mean, she had to take out it of the TRASH. Resident begins screaming because she thinks I’m kidnapping her. Call resident’s daughter who asks me to get candy she left and place it in her stocking.
Resident to daughter (RTD): I want you to come get me. I don’t know if this is a he or a she standing in front of me
Resident to me (RTM): Are you a he or a she?
RTD: Yea, well I don’t take too well to being watched by…
RTM: Are you white or black?
RTD: Black people. I mean I like ’em but you know…
I go find the candy, place it in her stocking and hand it to her.
RTM: I don’t want it
Me: It’s from your daughter
RTM: How when she was just on the phone? And I don’t take too kindly to men
Me: 🤔 She’s not as demented as she seems if she could deduce the info about her daughter. So she’s choosing to say I look like a black boy with red lipstick. *Places stocking on her table and 🚶🏾♀️🚶🏾♀️🚶🏾♀️*
RTM: You have a Merry Christmas…
Me: Wanted to 🖕🏾, but 👍🏾✌🏾🚶🏾♀️instead.
So glad I’m not working all day! #TheFullMoonEnergyIsLingering