The people on my job baffle me...I'm not sure what to think of them anymore. I help them and they help me, we joke around alot and its a pretty relaxed schedule in the evenings. I thought things were cool. Yet last night, B kept asking me why I always look mad...nothing was wrong with me. I wasn't even thinking about anything serious, I was just doing my job. Then the charge nurse got really stressed and needed some help with vitals. She asked if I would do it, and I didn't mind, I had one resident up who was refusing to go to bed. When I got about half way through my vitals, I see all the aides up at the nurse's station snickering..."who does she think she is, she's not special. Big whoop she is doing vitals....she always asks for help, she's weak" I didn't think more on it then and defintely didn't say anything about it. But yes, I do take my job seriously...its important to me. I agreed to do the vitals, not because I thought it would make me look special. I did because the nurse needed help...and shoot me, I like doing vitals. Its just an added bonus that next time the nurse needs help she is more applicable to letting me do something a bit harder. The whole weak comment didn't really mean anything to me, because I'm supposed to ask for help...I only had 1 lift that I can do myself. The others I just won't flop in bed, we both could get hurt like that. All the other lifts require 2 people. I know they think I'm too sweet, and that I give the residents too many choices. I know they think that I don't know what work is because I haven't worked any where else. Its ok though...I like being me. I wouldn't want someone to put me to bed even though I didn't want to go. So I don't do that to them.