Less Than 100 Words

Today I wanted to tell a client to chill because she was upset that one of her socks didn’t come out of the dryer. There were at least 45 pairs in her drawer. She made me look for it until I said I had to go. Dear God, if I ever get to the point where I freak out over a missing sock let it end already.

Another client’s house smelled of cigarette smoke so badly that I requested to not be sent there anymore. I still have a headache.

Now I am going to go have a nap.

19 thoughts on “Less Than 100 Words

  1. I have a quad client who chain smokes the whole time I work on him. I stink when I leave….I don’t bother washing my hair the day I’m going there. I probably should ask him to not smoke while I’m there, but he’s difficult and we have forged a connection and I hate to ruffle it. But I also don’t want to get lung cancer from his second hand smoke. 😳

  2. Enjoy your nap, dear Birdie. Tell her to “Put a sock in it.” LOL! Sending you warm hugs and much love. Happy Spring to you, dear friend. πŸ™‚

  3. Never fear my dear, your day will come. I say that as an “older” person who spent almost one whole day frantically looking for some special art pens and finally found them sitting in plain sight.

  4. Dad called me once and told me that one of his caregivers had stolen the owner’s manual for his ancient tractor. This theme continued for weeks. He finally asked my brother to take his remaining owner’s manuals and put them in his safe. The thing is, all of the owner’s manuals were there, but he insisted there was another one. We’ll probably do the same thing one day. πŸ™‚ I hope not. I guess they have nothing else to do but obsess on little things. Their lives are so limited. I hope I obsess on Downton Abbey or Madam Secretary. πŸ™‚ I don’t know how you do what you do. Hang in there.

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