Humor in the work place

I have been working at Banner Baywood Medical Center for the past three years. My job consist of transporting patients to different modalities throughout the hospital, down for test and back up to their room. In doing so, I come across a variety of obstacles, having to transfer patients who have become too weak or old to walk, dealing with the unpleasantries of the ‘oh so modest’ hospital gowns, and occasionally dodging the droppings of incontinent patients. Usually referring my job as my gloomy demise, I really don’t mind working their since my fellow transporters are pretty nice and I have a lot of friends that work in different departments. Unfortunately, yesterday at work had turned out to be a Monday, if you catch my drift.
The climax of my downtrodden day occurred when I tried to bring a patient to CT. I knocked and opened the door to a patients room. “Transport” I declared, as to not confuse the patient why a total stranger was in their room. “I’m here to take you down stairs…” That’s when I saw a C.N.A trying vigorously to get a rather aged lady’s blood pressure. “ Oh sorry” I said confused at first, “I though you were the nurse for a second,” (before you take a patient down stairs the nurse must be informed of what is going on).
“Well, I’m not, you have to find the nurse first!” the C.N.A said without comprehending what I had just said.
“I know, that’s why I’m trying to find her” I was rather aggravated with her initial response to me in front of the patient. It was rather rude and unnecessary for her to talk to me with that much lack of respect. In response to me she just muttered something I couldn’t quite make out. Luckily for me I just saw the nurse walk by out side the door, I immediately chased after her.
After C.N.A left, the nurse and I immediately put the room together to fit my gurney in the undersized room to make it less of a distance for her to walk. It was finally time to get the older lady on my gurney and finally complete my run. We grabbed her with one person under each arm to ensure she wouldn’t fall on us and started to walk her the few feet to my stretcher. “Oh Crap!” the Nurse said with frustration in her voice. I looked down, and sure enough there was crap on the floor. After dodging the floor droppings I finally got the patient on the cart and the nurse cleaned her up before I left with her to CT. I was finally done with that run!
A couple hours later I was approached by another transporter who was eager to tell me a story about a patient he just had. “You wouldn’t believe it…I stood this lady up and she just went all over the C.N.A’s shoes!” Aaron had a slight smile on his face.
“Wait, was it in patient in room ###?” I asked him hoping it was the lady I brought down earlier.
“Ya, how’d you know?” he said now questioning the value of his story.
I just smiled at him and said, “ I had her earlier”.