Wednesday, May 8, 2019

Rest home stories (3 of 3): A reminder, and its aftermath.

The other week I had to go in to my one resthome job early to accompany a resident to an appointment at a hospital, and my one (Tibetan) coworker with a good sense of humor called me up early to remind me to come into work early, and her call actually woke me up like a half hour before my alarm went off.

Next time I saw her at work, then, I told her all dramatically, "Most mornings, I sit at home and hear birds sing, but yesterday was very special, because I heard birds sing, and I also heard your voice."

"Awwwwwwww," she was like, and she was smiling a bit sarcastically because she knew I was full of shit.

Then, she was like, "Now I will call you every day," and she laughed.

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