Five seconds determines whether you get punched
The new guy is going to get punched by that old dude. – That was my first thought.
I was in the men’s bathroom of a homeless shelter. I was training Steve, a new staff member.
In case you are wondering, the bathroom had tan walls, four stalls and two sinks. The faint smell of bleach was losing out to “other” odors.
Steve and I were responding to reports that an elderly resident was causing problems in the bathroom.
I provided backup for Steve so he could practice his de-escalation techniques.
Steve charged into the bathroom like a Navy SEAL in pursuit of a terrorist.
Seeing the elderly resident, Steve squared off like John Rambo (in the later movies… when he got cocky).
Then Steve yelled like an Army drill sergeant on the first day of basic training.
Holy Military Similes, Batman!! Steve needs a lesson in human psychology!!
Why I wanted to send Larry to Alcatraz
I’m normally a pretty calm guy, but I wanted to kill Larry.
