I have a Boston Terrier, and anyone who has seen a Boston will tell you that their eye situation is a bit odd. They have these Bulbous Eyes that can't focus on you if you are directly in front of them, so they are always looking at you from an angle. When my Boston stares at me, it freaks me out sometimes, because there is this eyeball just staring at you, and you can't really see the other eyeball.
Well, i was cleaning the tables after lunch today, and there was a client sitting there eating a burrito, he was eating so I didn't pay him any mind, I just kept wiping down tables. Until I got that feeling you get when you know somebody is looking at you, so I look up at the client and he is still hunched over his burrito, I shake it off. And then I notice that he is staring at me with one eye just like my dog does.
It freaked me out, his body language was telling me that his entire focus was on eating his burrito, but he was watching me with one eye. I didn't even know if he had another eye, because I couldn't see it.

It's crazy how there's always one client who is the Alpha personality. No matter how many clients we have or who they are, there is always one that the others look to. This client is usually female and she always takes a day or two to assert her authority, usually because when she shows up her mind is not all there. As soon as she collects herself though, she draws followers like flies to honey. I guess it's the pack mentality that governs this place.

There is a guy that works the evening shift here and he pisses me off! I can't say his name so I will just call him Fucky. I think Fucky is literally mentally handicapped, I can't say retarded anymore because that is like the n-word now, but he is fucking retarded. If you tell him to do anything different than what he's used to, he will go into a mental shutdown for hours. For example: the clients here have been using small bars of soap for their showers, and I feel that this is disgusting because they leave the soap in the showers and other clients use them. So I decide that we will begin utilizing the soap dispensers that are already installed in the showers, this announcement sent Fucky into a what seemed like an upright coma. He could not process not giving the clients little bars of soap. After about three hours of explaining to him how the entire process would work, he finally started speaking again.
The first time I realized that Fucky was not right, was one morning after I made peanut butter cookie bars for the clients to have as a snack. My boss came to talk to me about an issue that Fucky was having with me, apparently the snacks that I had been preparing for the clients were not up to his standards, he said the cake that I made the night before was too dense and chewy, I took this as a compliment considering I had made cookie bars and not a cake.

There is a nurse here that is mean. Mean, like you want to hide in a closet and cry, mean. From this moment on she will be known as The Nurzi, the nurse that conquered all of our spirits. She makes nurse Ratchett look like Mary Poppins.

The majority of people that I feed are homeless, and it's extremely satisfying to feed hungry people. The looks of gratitude that I receive, makes the job rewarding.
I just don't understand the ones that always want to complain about something, once there was almost a riot because we ran out of milk, and it always seems as though they expect bread with every meal no matter how big the meal is, if it doesn't have bread then it's just not good enough.
Sometimes I wonder if they think that they are staying at the Hilton, it's entirely possible that they do think that.

Crazy Eyes and the egg roll

One Day I made Pork fried rice with egg rolls for lunch, it was my first attempt at fried rice but I have to say that it was pretty damn good.
That is until Crazy Eyes got a hold of some.
I call her Crazy Eyes because she has some crazy ass eyes, you can't look directly at her or it will feel as if she is peering into your soul, and I don't even believe in souls.
Well I served everyone their lunch and they were all eating, and all of sudden I notice Crazy Eyes back making a strange movement, I look to the person sitting across from her and I ask
"Is she throwing up?"
I got a disgusted nod in return.
I run into my office and call for the nurse, because I'm not dealing with that. The nurse comes into the cafeteria and asks Crazy Eyes, who is now standing, if she is alright. At that point Crazy Eyes proceeds to blow chunks from a standing position.
The nurse just looks at her and asks
"why don't you bend over? Who throws up like that?"
Then she hands her a towel and makes Crazy Eyes clean up the mess, after the mess is wiped up and the nurse leaves. Crazy Eyes turns to me and asks
"Can I have another Egg Roll?"