Seriously now. I'm going to slip and break my neck whilst running from a fire? What the hell kind of a place do I work in? At least at Village (where when the fire alarms sound no one even moves. People keep eating, we keep waiting, the CNAs sit and gossip in the corner and ignore the residents who are wildly waving their hands) there are clear fire exits for us.
Geez. As the TNT channel censors say, "Cheese and Rice!"
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