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From the mouths of the aged.
From the mouths of the aged. I work with the elderly, absolutely LOVE my job. I don't have to wipe<b> butts </font></b>or anything, my job is "Life Enrichment Coordinator", I basically goof off with the old folks all day. The residents are usually pretty quiet, well behaved, easy to love. Not so much today though. Here are a few snippets of conversations from today. Downstairs, in the "dementia unit" The scene: The dining room, I'm seated across from sweet little old lady #1 and beside sweet little old lady #2. Sweet little old lady #1: "grrrrrooooannn.....ugh.....mmmmmph.....ummmmph....oooohhhh" Me: "Why are you groaning?" SWOL#1: "Why am I driving? I'm not driving" Me (a little louder): "No, why are you GROANING, are you having pain?" SWOL#1: "No, I'm ok, I can drive if you want, but we have to take your car, my took my car." Me (practically yelling): "I didn't ask you to drive, I asked why you were groaning." SWOL #1: "Well just tell me where I'm driving you." SWOL#2 (muttering under her breath): "You're already driving me crazy" SWOL#1: "Did you hear what that bitch just said to me?" The scene: The upstairs dining room, playing bingo now. A visiting nurse and her trainee walk through the room and say good bye. The trainee is a young man with a totally bald head. SWOL#3 (who is 99 years old, very prim and proper, has no sense of humor): "I bet his head gets cold." Me: (speechless, blinking incredulously) SWOL #4 : "I'm sure he wears a hat." Me: "I think we should take a field trip to Buffalo." SWOL #4: "You know, the more you talk, the more sure I am that YOU. ARE. CRAZY." Me: "Well I keep coming back here every day don't I? I shouldn't even have to speak to confirm the state of my mental health." On my way out the door, I catch this happening, downstairs again. Coworker (talking to our resident kleptomaniac, SWOL #5) : "Hey, can I have that please?" SWOL#5: "No, I'm sorry, it's mine." Coworker: "No, I'm pretty sure it's my pen." SWOL#5: "No, this is my pen." Coworker: "I really need that pen, I didn't bring anymore" SWOL#5: "Maybe you should buy your own fucking pen, this one is mine." (Stuffs the pen down her pants) Me: "Have a good weekend folks." (Runs out the door) |
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sounds better than being lost in the mountians!!!!
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Sounds better than being lost in the mountians!!!!
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But just think, that they say the more you laugh the longer you live. And since this place is full of comical incidents you should live a long life and wind up being part of this party some day with great stories.
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oh that was a fun read...had me giggling!
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LOL. We could trade war stories. I work with dirty old men.
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Thats what I'm going to be!!! A dirty old man!!!
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