Resthome private aide's bout of tears.

Last month I was making an evening delivery to a room, and an (older) (Filipina) private aide answered the resident's door, sniffling.

I gave her the stuff, and then she felt a need to explain herself and was like, "It's bachelor."

I was confused and was like, "Huh?", so between sniffs she clarified and was like, "The Bachelor finale, I am so happy, and so sad."