bad day at the home

It has been a real frustrating day, mainly because of the way it started, I woke up at 7 AM because the shift changes then and the incoming employees all talk loudly and greet each other right outside my door. OK, fine, its time to get up anyway, but then they just leave me in bed until they happen to get around to helping me get up. Today it was 8:20. The thing is, I feel like a trapped prisoner until they get there. Today I called on the phone three times, and they were always surprised that I hadn’t been helped yet, but nobody ever did anything about it. In real life, when I was on my own, I often slept later than this. I think it is being helpless that bothers me.