It doesn't take long before you realize that you have conversations in a nursing home that you wouldn't have in public. And certainly not as loudly.
"What can I do for you ladies?" I asked as I walked in to answer their call light.
"You need to call my daughter-in-law and tell her to bring me a bra. And not just any old one. I want the new black one without the cut straps," Mrs A told me.
"And she needs it. She has large, pendulous breasts. When I turned around yesterday and saw those things, I was shocked," Mrs. B said.
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After I got my face arranged, I turned around and said, "Well, then she needs her bra then, doesn't she?" before I left the room.
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