As a CNA, I have to deal with really old, senile whackos who complain about everything and nothing. Sometimes they just find a corner in the facility and cry all day. It's a little easy to talk with them, when they have their teeth in, but they usually end up telling me about how their parents are going to pick them up in a few minutes or so and that they need to get ready for the return home. On bad days it can get annoying, but I love them anyways.
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