I spent today running around like a mad woman, putting out fires and watching the shift escalate in intensity throughout the day. This one elderly man had a wife who strongly resembled Tammy Faye Baker. She had a clown-like amount of rouge on her cheeks, tons of mascara, and a pushy, saccharin, bubbly, demanding personality that rather gave me the creeps.I spent half the shift apologizing about not getting back in the room as soon as they'd like. I don't know if this weird woman was trying to encourage me or what, but as I was walking by her in the room, she patted my butt! It was the kind of butt pat that pro football players might do, or you'd do for a little kid or something. Kind of like instead of patting me on the back, she patted me on the butt. What do you think of that?