Yesterday afternoon I started my new job as a CNA at Shady Acres Nursing Home. I had a very nice girl train me. Her name was Carrie. She was very good at her job and told me that it gets easier with time. It seems so odd for me be helping someone else. I’m always looking out for number one, me. Now I’m responsible for the care of 24 people down my hall. There is a lot more to the job than just wiping butts. I’ve discovered although that is a pretty big part of the job. I have to help them get ready for bed, brush their teeth, go to the bathroom, eat, bathe, turn, you name it and I helped them do it yesterday. I was told that no matter how good of a day it is at work, it’s always, “a shitty day at the nursing home.” I found that to be a very accurate statement.
While not the ideal job I had hoped for (wiping butts is so beneath me), its really doesn't seem like it will be that bad. The people I’m working with seem to be very nice and friendly. Carrie is hilarious. She was telling jokes and made training actually enjoyable. Well….only 9 more days of orientation to go.
After work tonight Carrie and a couple of the others invited me to the bar for a drink. I went along and had my usual Captain and Coke. We played a couple games of pool together and just sat around talking until a little after midnight. Rule #1: No one talks about work. It’s a time to relax and get away from work. As everyone was getting ready to leave the bar a really hot guy came walking in. He ordered a drink and came walking my way. “Wanna play a game of pool?” he asked. I said, “Sure, I’m not quite ready to go home anyway.” We played a couple games of pool and talked. One thing led to another and I ended up bringing him home with me.
I am not usually at a loss for words but all I can say is “WOW!” He was awesome. I have no idea why a guy like that is still single. What a great way to start off “hump day!”