I did community service in a nursing home once, there were a range of people but they were all nice to me. The rooms they kept the dimentia patients in was right at the back. You always had to knock before you opened because some of them stood behind the door apparently. I had a chat with an old man and his wife, he was talking about old war stories and stuff. Sometimes he would ask the same questions though, which was okay.
And at lunch time I played the piano for all of them, I think they really enjoyed that
Another time I was hanging with my friends at the main shopping centre here, and this old man comes up with this plastic bag he picked up from the ground and goes "It's clear?!", and I go ".....what?"... he asks again "It's clear?!" and I couldn't get it so I said what again, he's like "It's clear?!", and I'm just like "....yeah it's clear...." and he walks off mumbling stuff to himself. Very odd.
And at lunch time I played the piano for all of them, I think they really enjoyed that
Another time I was hanging with my friends at the main shopping centre here, and this old man comes up with this plastic bag he picked up from the ground and goes "It's clear?!", and I go ".....what?"... he asks again "It's clear?!" and I couldn't get it so I said what again, he's like "It's clear?!", and I'm just like "....yeah it's clear...." and he walks off mumbling stuff to himself. Very odd.