The other week at the resthome, one resident who I had to escort back to his room after dinner wasn't quite ready yet when I first checked in with him since he was still sipping his coffee and finishing up his dessert, so I did one other thing first and then I came back, only to find him there, waiting.
"Oh look, [my first name] is here, [his first name]," a (filipina) coworker was like when I came back.
"Oh, it's not a problem," the resident was like. "I'm not a doctor, but I have a lot of patients."
(That is, 'patience.')
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