I had to go up on one of the floors to notarize documents for a resident, as I was looking for the social worker to give her copies of the forms a resident comes up to me, grabs my arm (in a russian accent)
Resident: you take me to my room?
Me: ummm, what’s your name dear, what room are you in (as I’m seeing our PT therapist walking by busting a gut laughing at me, while I’m trying not to panic as a strange woman has my arm and, you know, I don’t know what her capabilities are and if she falls how fucked I will be)
Resident: what your name?
Me: Bella, I work in the billing office.
R: What you do? Why I not know you?
Me: Ok, what’s your room number, as she’s looking at my badge so closely, she could have made it to second base if she tried….it was special.
R; you take me to my room?
Finally she walks into a room (I have no idea if it’s hers or not…) sit her in a chair, ok, dear, is this your room? You have a lovely day, it was nice meeting you.
Then I went to talk to the social worker, apparently this resident grabs everyone and asks them to walk her to her room and then before you’re even out of the room she’s tracking down her next victim.
Yeah, it was special….
OH*MY*GOD!!! Too funny! A little creepy, but funny.
Okay it was funny – but only because it happened to you!
I would have been totally freaked out. I do NOT like people invading my personal space!