The Receptionist
I work at Parson's Hill Nursing and Rehabilation Center, as a receptionist. It is a very humdrum job far from exciting, but I am learning quite a bit. All the ins and out's of this place, what people really think of that opinionated old man that sits in his wheelchair and feeds the birds. My friend the fly knows all and tells all, and unlike in my social life I keep the secrets.
You see the devoted husbands, the ones that it's like everytime they come in here its like there heart is broken a little more. They can't hardly take care of themselves so they had no other choice but to put their love in this place you see it on their faces. The ones that are still fairly peppy, sometimes they get mistaken for the son instead of the husband which breaks thier hearts even more.
Then there is always that one lady who is like grandmother to all. And in her cenility doesnt realise you heard her story already multiple times.