So I run to the grocery store, only to pick up milk and bread. I notice an elderly woman (who looks well taken care of) talking to...me. Eeks. She's telling me how good a certain spaghetti sauce is. What started off as a sauce conversation turned into everything from cooking to parenting, and what a nice person I seem to be. IF SHE ONLY KNEW. MUHAHAHA. What's odd is that no matter where I go, the elderly want to talk to me; always. They always strike up a conversation, and I always enjoy it. It's my destiny to work with them, I'm thinking.
I want to work at a nursing home. That's what I REALLY want to do, if the truth be known. I love the elderly, and they love me. I can listen to their stories all day and never get tired of them. Tomorrow? I'm going from Southhaven to every other known nursing home in town, and see if they need an activities director/P.R. rep. Yep...yep...yep. That's what I'm gonna do. I missed the opportunity to do this years' ago, because at the time I was married, and made more money than he (in other words, I was the bread winner; they couldn't afford my salary). I think I've regretted not taking that job ever since.
So...I'm staying home, grilling burgers, waxing my kitchen floor, and goin' nite nite like a good girl. :P So much for polls, eh? Maybe tomorrow night...
I want to work at a nursing home. That's what I REALLY want to do, if the truth be known. I love the elderly, and they love me. I can listen to their stories all day and never get tired of them. Tomorrow? I'm going from Southhaven to every other known nursing home in town, and see if they need an activities director/P.R. rep. Yep...yep...yep. That's what I'm gonna do. I missed the opportunity to do this years' ago, because at the time I was married, and made more money than he (in other words, I was the bread winner; they couldn't afford my salary). I think I've regretted not taking that job ever since.
So...I'm staying home, grilling burgers, waxing my kitchen floor, and goin' nite nite like a good girl. :P So much for polls, eh? Maybe tomorrow night...
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I really wanted to come up with something mean/sarcastic to say, but it would just be wrong. That's just too sweet of you. *hug*
I already volunteer for one. Might as well make a job out of it.
Don't be mean!! >:o Old people need love, too! (Oooooooo, I see...you were gonna mention my b'day, etc. etc...don't even go there!!!)
Seriously, that would be a wonderful job. You would have so much fun there, doing something that you like, and you could really exercise your creative side.
Plus, you'd probably give all the old geezers boners, so the nursing home could save money on Viagra! heh. freak!
FREAAAAAK!
/brimmacro*strong
What's WRONG witchoo?! LOL. Be nice to old men :P They don't get boners. Gah. You're just evelllllll!
Hahaha
priceless :)
I swear, we stood there talking for an hour. WTH. And I'm the most BORING PERSON *I* know. I really REALLY need to get out more, huh...heh :D
I'm a geeky dork who got cornered in the grocery store aisle...lol :D
I'm definitely making calls tomorrow. It's either that, or aggressively hit on Alabama Public Television, which DEFINITELY needs some fresh blood/ideas. Hm.