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FYI: The J.O.B. Revisited

Since I posted about my new job a couple weeks ago, I have been pondering something. Since I now work for the State, I work in a location in which I am legally not allowed to bring my gun. So, basically I'm a sitting duck for a psycho who wants to run amuck at my place of work. I am becoming exceedingly irritated at this fact. I mean, if I worked for some jackass who just didn't want guns in his place of business, I'd still bring that shit anyway. I'd just keep it on the down low. Because, really, it's worth getting fired for--my life that is. And, in reality, my 2nd Amendment right is worth dying for, or it should be, so it is certainly worth getting fired over. It is, after all, what my forefathers fought and died for. But, in this case, I would not only be fired, I'd have broken a law, which would probably prevent me from carrying a gun ANYwhere EVER again in my future--which I hope is somewhat long, being that I'm not old and gray just yet. I just can't get this out of my mind. I love my Surefire E2D, but damn, that just isn't enough!

The Health Care Crisis Crisis

So, I saw an interesting post of facebook. So credible, I know. So, I Snopes-ed it. (Yes, I just made up a word. Yes, that's how I roll.) Apparently, it is legitimate, assuming Snopes is legitimate, but that's always up for discussion... The post is a letter to the editor or something similar that a doctor sent to a local paper in Mississippi. I can't find the original, but here is Snopes' quote:

"During my last shift in the ER, I had the pleasure of evaluating a patient with a shiny new gold tooth, multiple elaborate tatoos (sic) and a new cellular telephone equipped with her favorite R&B tune for a ring tone.

"Glancing over the chart, one could not help noticing her payer status: Medicaid.

"She smokes a costly pack of cigarettes every day and, somehow, still has money to buy beer.

"And our president expects me to pay for this woman's health care?

"Our nation's health care crisis is not a shortage of quality hospitals, doctors or nurses. It is a crisis of culture — a culture in which it is perfectly acceptable to spend money on vices while refusing to take care of one's self or, heaven forbid, purchase health insurance.

"Life is really not that hard. Most of us reap what we sow.

"Starner Jones, MD


Now, if that don't just about sum it up, I don't know what does. And, to those who read and agree with the response on Snopes that was apparently sent in to the paper regarding Jones' letter, I must say I beg to differ. There is an Us and a Them. The Us pay for lazy turd-cutters to sit on their growing asses. The Them take advantage of the system and are perfectly capable of getting off their lazy asses and supporting themselves. Now, I realize and agree that there is a slippery slope in determining who can and cannot get government support, but let's be real, we already do that--otherwise we would all be getting government support and none of us would be working. (Could you imagine the deficit? On second thought, could it really be much worse than it is now?) So, that argument is null and void in my book. We need more realistic and accurate ways of measuring qualifications for government assistance. Because, I for one know that my husband and I have nothing to drink in our refrigerator right now but water--and it isn't bottled but from the tap and is just in a pitcher in the frig to be cold. What I mean to say is, we can't afford groceries most weeks, so we don't even have milk right now. And, we don't qualify for food stamps. So, yes, I do get a little fucking irritated at the fat cunt in line buying $400 worth of meat when I can't even buy milk because she has food stamps and I don't, and I'll be damned if she doesn't look awfully capable of pushing that really heavy meat cart around. Can't she get a job doing that?

FYI: The J.O.B.

So, I got this new fancy smancy job working for the State. I won't say doing what so as to somewhat protect myself from getting fired when I make racist comments, bitch about how shitty work is, and say otherwise unscrupulous and immoral things on this here blog. Because, let's face it, you assholes will try to get me fired just because I hate Dagmar.

So, I want to start out my bitching by saying that I can only work 19 hours in a week because I am part-time. According to the State, if you work more than 19 hours, you are eligible for benefits, and they are required to offer them to you. Well, whoopdeefuckingdoo with your benefits. I just need some damn money! My husband's work has much better insurance than the State at a much cheaper cost to us, so I could give two shits about that. I just need some cash!

Now, let me back up and say that I guess I wouldn't be so irritated by this if they hadn't interviewed me for a full-time position that they never got funding established for. Yeah, that's right. AFTER they drug me through THREE. FUCKING. INTERVIEWS. They let me know that funding hadn't been secured, and they weren't sure it would be. Well, lucky me, there just so happened to be a part-time opening because (guess what!) the funding didn't come through. Gotta love it.

The Boob Apron

So, as a chick with huge boobs, I try to keep them semi-covered so as to avoid direct and obvious ogling. But, of course, there are shirts that just don't cooperate. For instance, v-necks, wraps, button-downs, etc. I tried wearing a tank top under those kinds of shirts, but it adds bulk and makes me look fatter than I already am, plus it makes me hot as hell. So, they have these little clip on things they have been advertising on the TV. I was thinking, if that shit would actually stay stuck to my bra all day (doubtful), it might be worth a shot. But after seeing this video, I've decided not to be a shitty human being. I'm gonna let my puppies fly.