BWWWAHAHAHAHA, Too Funny!!!

So……….

I got a message on Sunday Morning from a pastor at a close church, a church where John (resident) does odd jobs.  The pastor needed John to come and unlock his office because he had given the car machanic his keys.  I would pass along this message.  John doesn’t have a home phone so I am his message center.  I take my shower and I heard his voice out in the hall, so I look out the peephole and it is him all dressed up in his Sunday going to meeting clothes and he’s talking to Smiley (maintenance man).  I throw some clothes on and go out in the hall and John tells me that he has just flushed his car key with the keyless remote down the toilet.  Accidently!!!  It took everything I had to NOT ask, how the hell did you do that? And, how the hell did you do that??  I so want to know.

I am still tickled.

I’m so on EDGE!!!!

I love my job, I love my job & I love my job.

I have to say that or I’m going to start screaming!!!!!!!!!

I woke up a little bit on the grouchy side this morning and I swear everyone did everything in their power to irritate me.  Unknowing to them I’m sure.

Some people do not respect personal space.  My maintance man (Smiley) who is a 72 year old Puerto Rican thinks I’m his girl friend.  He brought me scrambled eggs and bacon this morning and while I was eating it, he comes up behind me and grabs me and kisses me on the cheek.  I don’t welcome such behavior.

A little later Smiley is sitting in my office talking about who knows what, and Nancy (67 year old busy body) start talking about an alcoholic beverage that Smiley makes.  A discussion is one thing but when they start yelling at each other inside my office about the Coquito then that just grated on my last nerve.  I finally told them to leave and go fight someplace else.

Later I was in the lobby and I mentioned to 3 people that I wish God would answer my prayer and give me patience.  Oh Lord, I got a sermon from Oralia (80 year old hispanic lady) about how if I ask from patience I will just inherit tribulation.  Then Nancy told me that it is wrong to ask God for such things. 

Yesterday, Mikhail (the Russian) sat in my office for 1/2 hour to tell me how bad the Russian government if and the American government is and how socialism is the only way to be.  That now in America he is a dishwasher but in Russia he was a research scientist.  All I could think was “Well, go back to Russia if America is all that bad”.

Calgon take me away!!!!

FIRE!!!

What an hour I just spent!!!

At about 3:25ish Chuck (a resident) rushed into my office and yelled “I just burned my potatoes”, then all hell broke loose.  The fire alarm starts blarring and strobe lights start strobbing.  And people start milling around in the lobby.  PEOPLE the fire alarm means you go outside……….. ARG!  So I wait for the fire engine to show up and it doesn’t and it doesn’t.  About 12 minutes of standing outside I go into my office to try to silence the alarm, wrong thing to do.  I called the alarm people to find out why the fire trucks aren’t here yet, and I get transferred to someone else, and they hang up on me.  CRAP!!  So I call back and get transferred again and this gal asked me what kind of panel it is and to get that information I have to take the front panels off, and hold the phone.  So I drop one of the panels and it sets off more alarms.  CRAP, again.  Then as I’m talking to her I figure out that I’m talking to the wrong alarm company.  DOUBLE CRAP!  I get out of that call and I call another company (ADT) and it is the right company, while I’m on that call, ADT calls me on the other line to tell me that they just got an alarm from here and are sending a truck.  FINALLY !!!!

The firemen get here and asked me how come there is no alarm.  I told them  I silenced it and broke it all at the same time.  He started to get angry with me about turning off the alarm, and I told him that I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to do that.  He then calmed down and told me the why’s of not turning off the alarm.  I won’t ever do that again.

Last year I had the fire department come out and “educate” the residents on what to do when the alarms go off.  GO OUTSIDE PEOPLE!!!  5 residents went outside, there are 66 residents.  SERIOUSLY????  I guess it must be time to have another FIRE educational party. 

So I have to have someone come out and check the fire panel because there was a time lapse of about 12 – 15 minutes or maybe even more before the fire trucks arrived, and no one is really much help. 

I LOVE MY JOB! I LOVE MY JOB! I LOVE MY JOB!

Eeewwweee, so disgusting

So……….

About 6 or 7 weeks ago some MAN pooped in the mens bathroom.  (And you’re thinking, so???) But he missed the darn potty.  Pooped all down the side and on the floor.  GAG!  Cleaned that up and I complained to no end.  That is not in my job description, as well a lot of other things I do.

Yesterday the Visiting Nurse Association was here to do foot clinic.  That is where the elderly come and the nurses trim toe nails.  Again YUCK.  After it was done I noticed a spot kinda under a chair.  Smiley (Maintenance) got out the bottle of carpet spot cleaner and started yelling “THIS IS POOP!!!”  Seriously, in the Lobby of the building.  I’m dumbfounded, and totally grossed out.

hahahaha

One of my residents rushed into my office, as quickly as a 79 year old man suffering from cancer can rush and said. “Lorale, hurry call 911 there is someone with a crane trying to break into the building!!!, Only fooling!”

The roofers are here installing a drain spout as the last item on the list.

Gotta love em!

Ahhhh the Asylum Saga for 10/22/08

So today, busy as usual and I look up out my window and I see a Denver policeman looking upwards toward the roof.  Remember they are replacing the roof.  They come to the front door and I go out to meet them.  They told me that they had received a call from someone driving by and they said that there was someone trying to break into the building on the top floor.  WTH?? That is the 6th floor.  Whatever!  So I tell them that I didn’t believe there was anyone trying to break in that we have roofers and they probably saw one of them.  And the condescending policeman said “Are you so sure?”  I told him that I was pretty sure.  By that time another fine officer drove up.  As we were getting on the elevator another one drove up.  Two officers went to the roof and 2 went with me to the 6th floor to ask a 93 year old lady if anyone was trying to break into her apartment. 

Bottom line — No one was breaking into an apartment.  There were roofers roofing!!!

Continuing Saga of the Asylum 10/21/08

About 11 p.m. I was sitting on the floor having a night cap watching “The Mentalist” and all Hell broke loose.  Fire Engines pulled up in front of the building all up and down the street.  All total there were ‘8′, 2 Fire Chiefs vehicles, 2 police cars and an animal control vehicle.  Not sure what the animal control guys were up to.   I went today to check out where the fire was and saw nothing.

Wednesday

I had to go get my drivers license re-issued because after 40 years I have physically lost my license.  It took 30 mintues from beginning to end.  Not bad.

Monday, Monday, Monday

So today I had to go back to the doctors to have a re-pap.  They flubbed up my pap so I had to go endure that embarrassing ordeal once again.  So while I was there I asked if we could start my shots for my trip to Indonesia in January.  So… I got my flu shot for the year and my first shots of Hepatitis A and Hepatitis B.  Then next month I go back and get my second shot of one of the Hep’s however I don’t remember which one, that is what they get paid for.  And I’m beginning to feel a little puny.

I get Aiden tomorrow.  She is so cute.

Sunday Oct 12th

I went to my purse to check something and I’ve lost my drivers license.  Where was the last place I saw it?  I think on Thursday when I got new plates for my newish car.  Where do I go from here.  I guess I will go get a new one at the DMV.   I should do that tomorrow after I go to the Doctor for a re-pap.  I’m so lucky.

Nancy told me that yesterday that I was searched out to be served.  Not really sure what that is about, either a bill collector or the gal in 502 is really after me for the $80,000.  Maybe tomorrow.

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