I have been working at my new job for like 3 days. I am working at the nursing home as a "dietary aid," which is really a fancy word for everything that goes on in the kitchen. I Probably said some of this already but I will say it again; (I know everyones life REVOLVES around mine and will cease to exist without it, jk :) I have worked with Judy the superviser, Chanteaul the girl, Jake the good worker, and Liam the not-so-good worker. Oh and Susie, the 40 year happy one. It is actually kinda fullfilling because at least I am doing something and getting $$ for it! Plus, I HAVE NO LIFE. (P.S. If I do not talk to a classmate soon I will die!!!!!!!!) Now I know so many people have had worse and more difficult jobs than I, but I am gonna whine regardless. It is always so hot in there, and every solid object is most likely 500000000 degrees celsius! I keep burning my hands putting away the dishes. Plus there are TONS AND TONS off all these little idiosynchrasies going on too, like " Sunny always gets the plastic spoon," or "Blah Blah steals his diet card." SO MUCH TO REMEMBER! My shift is from 3:00 to 7:00.