I went to the women's hostel today to use their computers to check emails and prepare some notes for next weeks lgbt group, the day was a rollercoaster ride of happy and sad.
Happy because most of the new clients were welcoming, sad because one definitely isn't happy with me being there. I heard her ask a staff member "who's that?" the word that had a rather hostile tone, the staff member replied "oh, that's just Jayne" and left it at that, she didn't feel the need to give any explanation other than my name thus cutting off any chance for escalation. This client may be an issue for further visits but I'll just have to calmly deal with this if it causes problems and hope she's open to discussing my situation in a reasonable manner.
Happy because I got to have a girly chat with two workers, sad because they're both heavily pregnant and they started swapping notes on the joy and misery of being pregnant after one of the wee ones decided to practice free kicks for the England footie team