MY NEW JOB

I just got a new job at this assistant living place called Jamestown. I’m really starting to get use to this job and the routine of the things that go on there. Before I had this job I was really struggling to keep up with my bills. I had recently been fired from my previous job at hooters, working as a waitress. I made ok money there but I didn’t get many hours and I only worked about 3 days a week which wasn’t taking care of my money business. After a few months of working there, I had a few run-ins with the manager and he terminated me. I had rent due, my car insurance bill, cell bill, utilities, and credit card bills due, and I had no way of getting the money. I talked to my boyfriend about losing my job and trying to get another one that had something to do with my career field so, I could get some experience to add to my resume. He introduced me to his aunt that put in a good word for me at her job. About two weeks later I got the job and it couldn’t have happened at a better time. Now I was getting some experience that I could add to my resume, more hours, and a more respectful reputation. But I don’t think anything could’ve prepared me for the things I was about to go through. Usually working at the assistant living place was pretty easy going. I had to help a few people do some daily activities like getting to the restroom, or taking a shower, just simple things. But as I started working there a little longer, I started witnessing some crazy things. Some of the people living there would do things to get attention, or were just plain out of their minds. This was an ASSISSTANT living place, not a nursing home. Some of the ladies staying there would get out of their wheel chairs, get on the floor, and act like they fell to get attention. I’ve seen one women try to bite one of the nursing assistants. Some of them ring the emergency bell for us to come to their room just to bring them milk and cookies. These women are getting too carried away with. I mean I help them do things they really need done, but I am not going to help someone be lazy. Especially from doing something they know they should be doing. I love that this new job can help me pay my bills, but I think someone needs to put a small change in the way this place gets down. That person might just be ME.