For context, I am a full-time hospital security officer who works graveyard shifts, and I often sleep on my lunch break because I can't consume caffeine like a normal person. I cannot leave my site. There's an unused place in the old part of the hospital that has virtually no foot traffic from anyone other than fellow security personnel checking the emergency exit door nearby, and I use it to rest in because it's more comfortable than the shitty break room we have.

Recently, we've had a few new hires that joined our team. One of them saw me as I woke up to my alarm, and he advised me that I really shouldn't sleep there, telling me that the client would probably report me if they ever caught me (they never did care, even when a random client did discover me). I just kind of figured that he was just legitimately concerned for me, but too inexperienced to realize how little anyone really cares. I assured him that it probably was going to be alright, and went back to my post.

This morning, I received this text from my Post Commander telling me to take the night off. I had overtime lined up for me tonight, and I'm going to miss it because of that new guy who was so concerned that the client would report me that he reported me himself.

I understand that we have a no-sleeping policy for a reason, but I think it's bullshit how I'm being reported for shit literally everybody does. I've seen nurses sleep in the fucking ICU/Med-Surg waiting rooms, for Christ's sake, and nobody gave a shit about that when I called my supervisor. The nurse even chewed my ass off for waking them up, and they didn't care about that either.

UPDATE:

I've received communication that I am suspended, pending an investigation. Unfortunately, this means that it's highly likely that I'll be terminated soon.

I'd like to clear some things up about the situation. While I agree with you that the floor is a disgusting place to rest, I was not laying flat on the ground or anything like that, and the carpet had been replaced/cleaned recently. I would prop my head and upper-back up on the wall, using my backpack as a cushion. The reason I was on the floor is because it was comfortable that way.

As for why I reported the nurse, it was because part of my job was making sure people don't remain in the hospital past visiting hours when they are not permitted to. I didn't simply report the nurse to get them in trouble. I had called my supervisor when I saw somebody sleeping in the waiting room, asked what I should do, and they told me to wake them. Before waking them, I had checked the nearby departments to see if they knew of anyone who would be sleeping in the waiting room (family, staff, etc.), and they did not. I only found out the nurse was a nurse when I woke them, and I advised my supervisor about it to follow up. I asked if they wanted an incident report created for rule-breaking activity, and they said it was unnecessary.

Honestly, I'm quite taken aback at the pure negativity I've seen in these comments. People are calling me a snitch and saying that I think I'm the same as a nurse. I was just trying to do my job, and I was mildly infuriated that the rules don't apply to everyone. I thought I could get some rest in the room despite the policy because of a long history of unenforcement, not because I thought I deserved it more than anyone else.

Anyway, I hope you all are happy. My job is (probably) gone now. I won't be able to pay my rent, or my car bill, or my health insurance, or my healthcare that I need for Crohn's disease. I might not be able to pay for the rest of my college that I just recently applied to for the fall. Really, I am cooked, like many of you wanted me to be. Enjoy.

I have been putting in the work. Walking. Eating right. Not cheating on my diet. I had some health issues that my doctor discovered, and I worked really hard to get to a goal weight of 208 pounds. I finally hit my goal weight. I bought a smart scale to celebrate and memorialize where I'm at today. And the first thing it did was tell me I was obese and send me a notification asking if I would like weight loss advice.

Sometimes you just feel like life is 5 steps forward and 10 steps back.

I feel like this post flair is appropriate.

Our outdoor cat (Waffles) has been getting attacked by these birds for weeks now. We constantly run outside, throw shoes, and yell at them to scare them away. But, the birds don’t care. They do this all day long, and they’re RELENTLESS. Even if Waffles hides under a car, the birds will dive under the car.

Waffles even got a little cut on her face a couple weeks ago, yet she doesn’t want to come inside for shelter. I tried to bring her in, but she likes the outside. Why does this keep happening? I think they’re blue jays? Why doesn’t Waffles fight back? Has anyone experienced this before? How do I make it stop?

EDIT: Thank you everyone for all the advice and suggestions. I know the obvious answer is to put her inside, but it’s not that easy. Waffles used to be an indoor cat until she started peeing everywhere and scratching things up. She also does not get along with the other cat. For context, This is my boyfriend’s mom’s house, and I just moved in. I’ve never had a cat before… nonetheless, cared and loved one - so before you call me stupid and ignorant just know that with being a cat mom, I actually am 🥲 Also… I did ask bf’s mom if we can bring her inside. I’m still waiting for her response, as it’s not my place to make those kind of decisions around here.

32, living on my own with no roommates or significant other. I finally got my place decorated how I wanted. I’m curious though, what does my place say about me?

Edit for clarification: I’m renting a 1 bedroom apartment. There’s no additional room to store things in like a dedicated man cave or a basement (I wish). I cannot change wall colors, change the carpets, or remove the carpets. Trying the best with what I can afford.