Work was OK today. The majority of the people I care for are amazing humans living with sickness and disability in the best way they know how. And then there are the ones that make me really not like my job. Does that sound harsh? Sometimes I think how fun it would be to win the lottery and show up at work and see how much I could get away with before I got fired. Nothing mean and not anything that would hurt anyone. Having a few sips out of a liquor cabinet. Making myself a pound of bacon and eating it. Having a nap. Sitting down to watch TV. Having a bath. Remember that I am in a union and getting fired is not easy. There would be meetings with shop stewards (that I would not show up for) and repeated warnings. I could do a whole series of fucked up things and oh, it would be fun!
I got my Flu shot yesterday and it is the only time I have ever felt like shit afterwards. The shot itself really hurt and now my arm is very sore and I feel all Flu-lite. Oh, well. Bed can be early.
New show on Netflix, Master of None. So far, loving it. But Netflix shows are pretty great.