There’s this scrote nursing assistant I work with who has a terrible work ethic. I’ve been holding my tongue for so long, as I am rather new on the unit and don’t want any bad blood. But today he walked in in a freaking dirty hoodie, plopped down in a chair and scrolled through his phone for almost an hour. I honestly thought for a moment that he must have come in on his day off, and was, perhaps, waiting for someone.
So I asked, with nothing but good intentions, “Are you working today?”
The moment those words came out of my mouth, I knew they were trouble. I watched his face scrunch up in an offended manner, as he said,
“Yeah. Why?”
“Oh”, I said, trying to save face. “I… couldn’t tell.”
I swear to ya’ll I did not mean it to call him out. I was just caught in the moment and didn’t know how to say it any other way.
Because I literally couldn’t tell… because he freaking wasn’t working.
Honestly, I don’t regret it. It needed to be said.
Welp, he was asking for it. 🤣