The other week at the resthome, it was an extremely busy shift for me, and like towards the end of it I bumped into my one (cool) (Muslim) (Ethiopian) coworker, who I hadn't seen when I was bustling around the resthome all night.
"How are you?", I was like, and she was like, "Good," and then she was like, "How are you?".
"Busy!", I was like.
"Why?", she was like, and I then told her that a handful of residents I was working with were all very confused that day, and so that was making my shift very busy.
"Be careful," she was like, "All are confused, you will be confused too!", and then she laughed.
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