Last night when I was passing out snacks, I was chatting with some of the residents who were sitting out by the nurses station. At one point, one of them grabbed my hand. I didn't think anything of it because I hold hands with anyone who wants to (and probably some who don't). Pretty soon I noticed my hand being drawn closer to this person. When I looked down, the resident had his mouth open and was drawing my hand in for the chomp. When I squealed and pulled my hand away, you should have heard them all laughing.
The amount of joy that I get from hearing them laugh more than makes up for the bullshit I have to put up with from management.
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