So I took this nice cushy cubicle job for the hours, M-F 8-5 no nights, holidays, weekends, but I never guessed the biggest reward would be that absolute morons who are my clients. I work for the state of AZ "helping" people apply for food stamps, state medical aid, and cash assistance. I had a rough idea of what working with the public at large entails having worked food service and retail but until I joined the cubicle farm that is government bureaucracy I had no clue the level of stupidity a person can reach.
Friends often forward me emails along the lines of having a job entails drug testing but welfare doesn't and how unfair that is. The truth is that druggies are pretty much incapable of jumping through all the hoops we require and so are denied. The real people living off the system are those who can lie, get pregnant, and whine. The girl who in high school was always creating drama, in somebody else's business, and dressed like a hooker is the same person I will find in my cube with no income, five kids with different "daddies", and no plan for the future. She will either be living with some really nice guy who isn't a father to any kid and doesn't give her any money or help; he just lets her stay in one room rent free. Besides he's a truck driver/mechanic/ night stocker and never home anyway. Or she'll live with her sister/cousin/mother and 400 assorted children. Regardless the plan is to "raise" her dirty, rude, fat brats and never worry about someday supporting herself because she has all the help she needs with food stamps, cash, and medical.
Yes, we do have clients who come in for help during a rough spot and then six months later have found a job and moved on but in all honesty not only are they less than 5% of the clients they are also boring to write write about. Its much more amusing to share with you the people that outrage, amuse, and irritate me daily. I look forward to sharing the real life applications, phone calls, client letters, and best of all, the complaints with you.
Monday, August 25, 2008
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