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Oh what a week
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Oh what a week Ever just reach the brink? Then do something stupid? I hope I'm not the only one. I quit my job on Tuesday. Over cake crumbs left on a table through 3 shifts, and an orange juice spill that was left for a few hours. Yep. I cleaned it up, punched out, went off on the people who should have cleaned it, and drove my happy house home. My only regret was that I didn't punch one of them. Now, in reality, I didn't quit over the actual mess. I quit because of the lack of work ethic, and mostly the lack of respect of the coworkers who left it. We work in the home of the elderly, they live there, they pay the bills, if it weren't for them we wouldn't have jobs. That's the bottom line. The residents would never expect guests to eat a meal at a dirty table. We should offer them that same respect and courtesy. Luckily, my boss gets where my blow up came from. I'm an Empath, she's a Clairvoyant, we "get" each other. We had a nice talk, she said she needs me there, my job duties allow me to really keep a feel for what's going on around the place and she appreciates that I'll spout off when it's needed. I'm also the only one willing to bounce between 4 positions as needed. She assured that her promise of providing an alibi and bail money if I need it for defending the residents still stands if I'll just consider this a leave, not a permanent resignation. So, I'll be driving my happy ass back to work in a couple weeks. So, I'm on vacation. What to do with myself? I worked out a business arrangement with a friend to do some cleaning. Now I think we all know that "clean" has a different definition based on gender. I'm also in purify, ground, and recharge mode in my life in general. Out with the negative, in with the positive. I'm diffusing oils, thymus thumping, hugging trees, wading in water, trying to get rid of my "dirt." I'm "detoxing" my mind, spirit and environment, because let's face it, balanced, grounded people don't lose their shit over cake crumbs and OJ. He's willing to turn me loose in his bachelor pad. Hot damn! It was glorious! I got to spend hours "purifying" that house, and with every swipe of the sponge or the dust rag, I felt a little purer myself. (I'm still accepting cleaning help as mentioned in my profile, it's different when it's someone else's impurity. Plus, it was a cash job.) Today, I have a much clearer mind and spirit, but my body is reminding me how old it is. Perhaps I should have broken the maid duties up over a few days. I'll survive. Most likely. The tricky part is that I still have loaner dogs here. Big ones. Great dogs, but not as well trained as my dog. My knows that she sits at doorways and the top of the stairs and waits until you pat your leg, then she bounds through. These other two 90 pounders think they can walk beside you everywhere you go. This makes stairs treacherous, even when you're not feeble. One of the dogs is terrified to walk on my laminate floors. We've had to lay down a path of blankets, rugs and towels so that he can frolic and play the scaredy cat way. It's working great for the dog, but I'm most likely going to kill myself by slipping on a rug. |
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Enjoyed your post. It really is pitiful when people can't clean up after themselves or as part of their job. You do know that they knew you were going to clean things up. You've trained them well (indirectly). Butler Co? I remember that vaguely. I'm originally from New Castle, PA and have relatives in Ellwood. In fact traveling there next weekend for a reunion. Hope you enjoy your vacation.
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Good cleaning ladies are so hard to find!! 
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