she 's forever asking to swap hours and days , and no matter how hard management tries to shuffle her around , she 's never content with the schedule . i would give the odd smile to someone , maybe nod my head . `` why the hell did n't you tell me she was going to die ? ! '' its so unfair ; you know what i am thinking even before i do . could you tell me how old you think you are ? it was something slowly killing her though and not an emergency . 