Rough Day

My day at work started with shocking news. One of the guests was brutally beat up in the back alley. Kicked in the face and a beer bottle broken over his head. He's been in the ICU all day. For much of the day, it looked like he wouldn't make it. Co-workers took turns going to the hospital to visit this guy, as this guy has no family that we know of. By the end of the day, he had gotten through surgery, but the doctors still don't know whether he will make it. They had to remove a piece of his skull to reduce pressure on the brain. By the end of the day, I had heard that two other guests had been pretty beat up last night as well. What's going on in this city?! These events really shook up everyone at work.

Then, as I predicted, two of the guests I work with are having problems as roommates. The one has a lot of physical disability and is experiencing a lot of pain right now. I knew she'd have difficulty with chores. But, before we could figure out a solution, the roommate is writing notes, and getting on her case about her not doing chores. On a day like today, I didn't even want to hear about those problems. They seem so petty in comparison. Why can't people be understanding of others' limitations? I didn't end up dealing with that, but I'm sure tomorrow will be a doozy.

Then, just before I was about to leave work, I got a call from my dad. He told me one of my uncles passed away quite unexpectedly. That's the third in as many months.

I didn't feel like being alone, so I decided to talk with one of my co-workers for a while. That was good. I was able to release some of my stress and talk about some stuff that happened last week that was still eating at me. And she also provided some support around what happened today. More things happened today, but I guess these were the biggest issues. Sometimes I hate having to be the diplomatic person. That's all I can say about those issues. It would sometimes be nice to speak my mind without regret.