That day at work, I was talking with one resthome resident who's in her 90s and has a hard time breathing, and she was like, "For Christmas, I want to give, Donald Trump, poison."
I laughed, and later I was sharing that joke with others.
The one older guy with a dark sense of humor was like, "Can you help her?", and his (younger) (Filipino) private health aide who was there at the time was like, "I don't blame her."
After dinner when I told another woman, she was like, "We all do," in this very slow, purposeful, matter-of-fact voice that she uses.
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