Third Time Is The Charm
(Our nursing home has two floors. In the evenings one nurse is working on the first floor and one on the second floor. The third person is helping out on both floors. This happens after a very hectic morning.)
Elderly Lady: *buzzing her phone* “Nurse, can you come help me? I need to go to the bathroom.”
Me: *answering the call* “I’ll be right with you. One second, please.”
(I call a coworker to help the lady, as I’m very busy.)
Me: “Hey, can you help Mrs. [Elderly Lady]? She needs to go to the bathroom and I’m very busy.”
Coworker: “I’m busy too; can’t you call [Coworker #2]? I’m up to my elbows in feces.”
Me: “No, she’s getting someone ready for bed. What phone number does the third person have? She might be able to do it.”
Coworker: “… Sweety, I know it’s been a hectic day, but this is ridiculous. You ARE the third person!”
Me: “Oh, yeah…”
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