As I've said here before, I visit a rest home in our neighborhood here and read the residents picture books, which they generally enjoy. Yesterday, however, one of the women wasn't happy about being there. As I read The Rainbabies she kept shouting from her wheelchair, "Well, THIS isn't what I expected" or "BORING!"
This has happened to me before. I used to go to a rest home out in Holladay and play the piano for entertainment purposes during the lunch hour. I was like the piano player in the shoe department at Nordstrom, don't you know. Anyway, one day they wheeled in two guys who sat and made fun of me the whole time. I felt like I was on the Muppet Show with those two old grumpy puppets.
But hey. Apparently I did entertain.