Guilty pleasures

What an awful day, the last two patients were both late.
This isn’t helpful when we trying to provide quality service.
I always struggle to understand why they can’t grasp the concept of arriving on time.
At least we had a spare moment to catch up with some notes, while we waited.
What they don’t understand is we then take the brunt of criticism from the people that follow them in the snidey comments about why we are constantly running late. At least my conscience is clear we know it wasn’t us.

Lunch today was fantastic, I really enjoyed my BLT with crunchy bacon. You have to watch it, I don’t like the bacon too crunchy otherwise you don’t really taste the bacon.
In a moment of weakness, while the sandwich was being made I picked up a millionaire’s shortbread.
Good job the till queue was long, as I managed to shake off the urge by the time I paid.
I didn’t have time to turn around before I change my mind again. The staff in here are super friendly and didn’t mind a bit. I had to smile. I’m always telling the kids, you only want what you can’t have
It’s one of a few guilty pleasures I suppose.
I ignored the tutting from the rude man behind me while I paid for my millionaire’s shortbread. Doesn’t he know it’s a woman’s prerogative to change her mind?

I popped in to see Rosie yesterday afternoon. She really is enjoying Woodland View. She always was one for a good old matter. Within a fortnight of arriving she’s practically worked her way around all the old folks I reckon. Despite her dodgy legs, she’s always got a smile on her face. Did I mention Megan is getting married next month?
Wow! That was a shock!
Why they left it until a month before to tell people, I’ll never know.
Good luck to them though, they’ve been through so much together they deserve some happiness.