I left work yesterday around 430 in the afternoon. When I entered my room, I noticed my new
roommate buried under her sleeping bag and decided to take a quick nap. I was extremely tired from starting my new
shift and having to deal with our replacement visitors. I woke up 30 minutes later when my new
roommate turned on all the big lights. “Maybe
she doesn’t know I am in here,” I thought, but that thought went out the window
when she answered her phone and informed the person on the other end that her
roommate was here and she could not speak at the moment. For the next twenty minutes or so she was in
and out of the room claiming she was going to the gym but returning for
forgotten items randomly. The lights
were kept on for all of this, so I decided my nap was over and started playing
on my iPad. On her last trip back to the
room, she finally turned off the lights.
I rolled my eyes and strolled lazily to the door to turn the lights back
on.
My new roommate has a new habit of spending the night in our
headquarters building and sleeping all day in the room. She calls it work, but she is attending
college and has no real job. Later in the
evening, she was preparing herself for her evening of voluntary insomnia. My other roommate mentions that she has
actual work for her to complete and that she needs to report to work during the
day. Our new roommate replies that she
is on her way to “work,” what did she need?
My other roommate said, “Oh no, I need to explain it to you, it deals
with patient safety. Oh, and who are you
walking with since it is after dark?”
This is something my roommate and I have been hounding our other
roommate about, walking around alone after dark. I am glad it finally sank into her head. Our new roommate replies that she is going to
call a friend to walk with her. We all
know she is lying. Strike one. As our other roommate leaves the room for the
restroom, she turns the lights off instructing our new roommate that she is
turning off the lights because two of us were trying to sleep. The new roommate says ok, waits for our other
roommate to leave and switches the lights back on. Strike two.
My roommate is aggressively searching for an additional room
away from this woman who lacks the moral decency to request an additional
minute with the lights on, the honesty to say she is walking alone, and the
ability to think of anyone besides herself.
The new CPT and I are keeping each other entertained. He joins me for lunch and he is waiting for
the rumors to start since he is a 46 year old, happily married man. It is nice having someone in the office to
talk to when I have some down time. His
desk faces mine and he just received his computers today. He was introduced to ball attack today. This is the game the office plays that
involves everyone throwing bouncy balls at everyone else. To top things off, we have civilians in our
office today working on the medical computers.
Our boss got our NCO’s good today though, I do have to give
him credit. From his office he announced
that there was a bouncy ball in his doorway.
Two NCO’s and the LT ran to his doorway to see what he wanted (as usual)
and he hosed them down with silly string.
I guess it paid off not to kiss ass today, because I was the only one in
the office not covered in silly string.
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