floor day four

It’s really not Day Four. 

But it rhymes 

So I went with it. 

More like Week Four. 

And it’s 88° F in here 

Canned Chili

And Cottage Cheese. 

My favorite combo. 

On lockdown. 

Speaking of Chili. 

This has all but healed my ulcer. 

Imagine that. 

The very thing they tell you

To avoid - has healed me. 

I am ready for this to be over. 

But I know it won’t be. 

Not any time soon.

The night nurse was being

Her arrogant, 

passive aggressive self...

So I took a walk 

instead of wait for her. 

She likes to ride the clock. 

That is... she starts her last pass

At 700 when she should 

have been clocked out at 0700. 

She walked right past me

To get mom to sign

(And had to wake her up)

Instead of having me sign

When I was right there. 

Fucking Bitch! 

People who intentionally 

Destroy your plans

And your peace

And the peace of others...

...I can’t abide. 

I won’t miss her.