Resthome levity (3 of 3): Tennis.

Last month, I went in for a final evening check-in to the room of the one resthome resident who's a lawyer who recently moved in, and he had this tennis match on TV, and the TV was on so loud.

So, in between all the forceful grunts from the two tennis players on the TV, I was like, "You know, people outside are going to hear that and think that we're having sex."

"I can't hear you," he was like, "The TV is on too loud."

So, I repeated myself.

"I actually could hear you," he was like. "I was just saying that."