Had a really tough morning at work today. I had to give a shower to the rudest old woman I have ever met, and because I'm still not very confident in showering people I immediately assume that she's right.
But it's not my fault that she didn't tell me to wash her hair, if you ask for a really quick shower I'm going to flipping well give you one. And getting upset that I got the corner of the towel wet is a bit over the line when I'm trying to help you. And if you didn't want your slippers to get soaked then maybe you should have pointed out to me that you were still wearing them a little earlier than right at the end of the shower.
Okay so that last one was kinda my fault, but I was so worked up about everything else that what she had on her feet were the last of my worries!
I'm sure I'll get the hang of all this eventually, but I was quite glad to escape after two hours to go to my First Aid course.
In other news, I'm supposed to hear from Anna soon about the Doulos. I think I'll give it another week before I nag her again heh.
