Ant massacres.

The one resthome resident who I always joke with lives on a really high floor of the resthome, but a handful of rooms there get ants sometimes, including hers.

This year, she told me that the ants were back, and I was surprised to suddenly realize that there was a bunch of them by her front bathroom, and later I found some in her back bathroom and by the wall by the closet near it as well (her room has two bathrooms since it's a suite that they made from collapsing two separate previous individual rooms into one).

I made sure to leave a message for maintenance to spray, but I also took some toilet tissue and killed a shit ton of ants, easily like 30 or 40 or so or maybe even more.

Like four days later, too, she said that they had come and sprayed, but they were back, and so I again went and killed some ants, like maybe 40 or 50 or more this time, and then I went and left a message again for maintenance as well.

I also made sure to come back later and check everywhere and kill any more stray ants that I saw before I left for the night, so I maximally cleaned out the area before leaving when my shift ended.

I'd personally hate it if I was in my room, and there was all these ants there that I knew were there but I couldn't go kill.