I get to the office and i'm bombarded by nurses. "Amanda, those cookies were so good." "They were delicious." "Just right." Even nurses from other parts of the hospital came by and Doris pointed me out saying, "She's the one who made the cookies. Weren't they good?" "Mmm yes, delicious." "Hey Amanda, you can bring us some more anytime." To which I replied, "Oh, I thought you guys would be tired of them. But... I have about 30 more at home..." "Oh yes yes bring them!" Guess the cookies really did keep a smile on their faces. :)
The week has continued to be weird. 4 year olds telling you they want you to die, old men murdering each other for hearing aids, and hour-long conversations with clients where you have no idea what they are talking about the entire time . Evil Thursday lives up to its name once again. The kicker: I find rotten lunchmeat in my work bag this morning.
