Deborah A. Lightfoot
Western International University
English Composition 1
Instructor: Nichole A. Harris
My Worst Day at Work
My worst day at work is when I got fired. It all started on a cold snowy, Saturday morning when I got this feeling in the pit of my stomach on my way to work. As I was driving to work I was driving like I was in a funeral procession. Then I wander down sides streets on the other side of town, trying to give myself a little more time to organize my thoughts on why am I feeling like this. All kinds of disturbing images were spinning around in my head like grease spinning around in the sink when mix with water. A couple of times I had to slap myself in the head to minimize my thoughts, but backfired, because then I had to deal with a headache, too. Other cars and trucks, which didn’t honk their horns at me to increase my speed, passed me similar to a salmon swimming upstream. When I finally got to work, which was a facility for special-needed kids. I, myself was address as a direct care assistant. That is to take care of special-needed children. My duties are to give them their am or pm hygiene care, make sure they eat, do activities with them and keep them dry. I was assigned to the females to help with their am hygiene care. My co-workers and I was showering the girls, getting them dressed and brushing their teeth .When we were finished, we all went to the recreation room so they could eat their breakfast except one of the workers. She was finishing up her am hygiene care with her patient in the bathroom. While we were in there recreation room feeding the patients, the supervisor came in with a frown on her face. We wonder what was wrong. The supervisor asked, “Who left the bathroom in that condition?” No one would speak up. Later that evening, she asked me and I told her because she saw me in there cleaning the bathroom up. She also asked me did the other assistant know it was her...