I used to be a Home Health Aide, and I really hated it. It actually took me a while to realize that I hated it, and that hating my job was making me absolutely miserable. However, I did meet some really nice people and I learned that I am capable of making shallow conversation with old people and pretending that I haven't heard that story ten times already.
One day I was with an 80-year-old man at his farm house. He was watching TV and I was sitting on the couch folding laundry. Out of nowhere, he turned the VCR on, and BAM, a freaking porno came on. All nastiness and skin and funky music and moaning and groaning.
I left the room and put his clothes away. I was shocked. I didn't know whether to laugh or be totally offended. It was very inappropriate. So I went back into the room and asked him to turn it off.
He looked at me with completely honest perplexity. "You don't watch those?" he asked.
"No."
"Oh, I like to look at them once in a while. It peps me up."
Holy shit...
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