I just took a precious little elderly lady to the bathroom.
This is what I do at work.
I once had to clean up a messy poo puddle off of a chair after a customer left.
And an elderly man once told me that he pooped his pants in the parking lot before he got to his car.
Her son asked me take her to help her out so what do you say?
No! I will not?
I opened the door and helped her to the potty and then back up (she wiped herself, thank you) and helped her with the water and soap and towels and then back out.
We had a cute conversation about how she took 2 water pills and had to have blood drawn and now she has to go to the dentist.
After all that, I feel like I should take her out for a margarita.
But then she'd have to pee again and it would be like If You Give a Mouse a Cookie, you know that book?
My job description is vast.
Anyone need a wart removed or a bang trim?
I'm your girl.