[Demonskid]

Some people do really well with Welfare.
Some people don't.

Mom and I have been having problems with them lately.

First: We get our foodstamps from them. That has me working for my foodstamps. I don't mind it's just when you call them they never return your call.

My work paper says I have this case worker here. I called her once. Got her answering machine. Left a Message. I called her again a week later because she never called me back only, the answering machine said something completely different then last time. It's no longer her answering machine.

I have a doctor's note, asking them to lessen my hours so I can help mom cause she needed me home a lot. Well now that the new shots in her back are helping the note is worthless.

Second and the part that pisses me off the most:

Adult Protective Services showed up at our door Thursday. Someone called them saying they were worried about my mom. That day I was on the toilet all day with diarrhea and terrible stomach pains. I was in the bathroom when she came in.

She asked mom about my mustard being NOT IN THE FRIDGE. I hate my mustard cold. I'm sorry but it doesn't go bad as fast as people seem to believe it does. And I eat it fast enough before it does.

Mom goes "Jessie had it out, she had a sandwich before she rushed to the bathroom."

this lady goes "And she couldn't put it away when she was finished?"

.. Mom just told her I RUSH TO THE BATHROOM. she doesn't listen.

She started asking about the cat puke marks on the floor.

Mom said it was from the hairballs the cats hack up while we're sleeping.

Her response was "If you clean it up right away it won't stain"

What part of WHILE WE ARE SLEEPING didn't she understand?

Mom tried to explain but the lady kept butting in. Then she started asking who does the cooking, can mom get dressed on her own, and can mom bathe on her own. Mom answered "Jessie and I both cook, depends on who wants what. I can dress and take a bath fine thank you." The lady starts up, "Why isn't Jessie helping you clean?" Mom goes "She does! We both clean at our own pace, but when she's sick she doesn't do much. She gets sick easily. Always has. And she also works for her foodstamps."

"How many Hours does she work?" Mom responded with the answer of 37 hours.

I came out of the bathroom at this point. My leg had fallen asleep and I had trouble walking. My stomach was KILLING me. I know I was pale and slightly green cause I saw myself in the bathroom mirror while leaving.

This lady turns to me and just starts BITCHING!

"Asthma isn't an excuse not to clean, and 37 hours a month isn't a lot of hours so you have PLENTY of time to clean. This place shouldn't be so cluttered"

I look around. There really isn't any fking clutter here. She goes into my room and see's my clothes all over my table in there. She goes in moms room. She sees moms room and bitches about that and I go: "Look, you can go a head and clean that room. I don't like having my head bit off that is HER territory and she doesn't like it when I clean in there. And the reason she HASN'T cleaned in there is because her back has been in too much pain. BUT the new shots are working so she'll be able to work on it again."

The bitch ignored me.

She started saying "The reason your cats are throwing up is because of the clutter. They are eating stuff they aren't supposed to and that's why they throw up. And you have to clean it up right away, so of course you got stains"

She totally ignored us when we said that 1. it was hair balls and 2. that the stains came from the ones they bring up at night WHILE WE ARE SLEEPING!

She started on about how hairballs don't have that color to them. Uh.. BITCH ... They do when the cats still have FOOD in their stomach. That food has color in them, and that comes up with the hair ball..

She kept interrupting me and ignoring what I was saying.


Kept on about how my asthma isn't bad enough, and how I'm a young able body. Mom started getting scared saying that "you're gonna put my daughter out on the streets if she doesn't do more then what she does" and the lady said "you're putting words in my mouth, thats not what I said"


After she left mom was so upset and scared. She called her Counselor and he called the lady.

He got back to mom today. He said that the lady told him: "If the tables aren't cleaned off, and everything isnt put in it's 'Proper' place when she comes back in a few weeks, she's going to have my mom placed in an old folks home because she can't take care of herself and I'm not taking care of her."

BULL FUCKING SHIT!

After I get off work, it doesn't matter if I work 2 hours or 7! I got STRAIGHT TO BED! I DON'T DO WELL AROUND PEOPLE. I GET SO STRESSED AT WORK BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE BEING AROUND THEM!!!!!!!!! So 2 or 7 hours a day doesn't matter because I am still OUT the rest of that day.

I have to TAKE things slowly! If I don't I get over heated, I have an asthma attack and the over heating makes me FUCKING SICK TO MY STOMACH! It also causes stress and that makes me even sicker.

Not to mention I get pretty sick when the seasons change, or the weather can't decide to be freezing or be warm like it has been the past week. So I am down and OUT during the Spring and Fall seasons. Summer I clean a lot more because I'm not as sick. And Winter we don't clean as much cause it's FKing Cold.


OH! Clutter. Having too much stuff. I am HAPPY I have so many clothes now. Before I started working at the mission I HAD HARDLY ANY! I had like 5 pants and 10 shirts.

Now I have so many I don't have enough hangers to put them on. WELL EXCUSE THE FUCK OUTTA ME! SORRY FOR NOT HAVING HANGERS.

Not to mention when it comes to appliances and other things. Just because you do things at your house one way, doesn't mean we have to do it the same way. Our blender BELONGS on the Counter, NOT IN IT! We USE IT DAILY!

I take out the trash, I vacuum when I HATE VACUUMING. Seriously the noise gives me a terrible headache. I rearrange the furniture and I clean. I do it SLOWLY and at MY PACE but it gets done! Don't tell people I don't do anything. FUCK YOU WELFARE!