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there's a lesson here, i'm sure

what a weird day.

the rain came and went, and is coming down pretty good right now. i don't know if that's the reason for the increase in phone calls, but the phone rang off the hook all day today. it's hard to keep a pleasant demeanor for eight hours in a row when you're not fond of talking on the phone, especially since it's phone calls for the same two rooms. especially when people don't practice common phone ettiquette, have no idea what "please" and "thank you" mean, or think nothing of ringing and then hanging up when the phone is answered. i mean, why call six times in a row when you know after the first one it's a wrong number?

blame it on the rain.
'cause the rain don't mind,
and the rain don't care.
you got to blame it on something...
blame it on the rain, yeah, yeah.

****

great, i'll have that song stuck in my head all freakin' night.

gah.

****

ya'll know how i feel about the Katrina catastrophe, and about the people caught in that whole mess, right? i blogged enough about it. well...

we have three families staying here, at the expense of FEMA, and all three are Katrina victims.

however, the blinders have come off, friends and neighbors. it's what, five months later??

for one family, it's their second stay here. after they left the first time, they went back down south ( i'm not going to say where ) and stayed with family members. they wanted to re-locate to this area ( where they also have family ) because the father got a job at a casino. they've had a lot of time to find a place and get off the federal tit, BUT...

the place FEMA wanted them to move to was unacceptable to them. the mom told me they wanted the family to move to the projects, and she was not going to do that. she was holding out for better housing, and in the meantime they are staying here. also, thier insurance company was requiring receipts for the appliances that were claimed as stolen or destroyed as well as pictures of the damage that were taken in the aftermath. the receipts we destroyed with the house; i can believe that. the pictures were also destroyed. ( how can that be? if you took the pictures AFTER the hurricaine, i mean? or am i missing something here? ) in addition, the mom is claiming she paid TOP DOLLAR for all her appliances, and is settling for nothing less then ten thousand dollars. in the meantime, two out of four of her children are staying with her mother down south while they get things settled up here. FEMA has set a final deadline of february 13th. after that, they're on their own. the mother is outraged at this.

****

the second family ( well, he's not a family, he's alone ) is a man who had been looking for a place with his wife after Katrina, but they have had a falling out and are filing for divorce. somehow, this is FEMA's problem and they're paying for him to stay here and for his wife to stay at another hotel until who the hell knows when. ( well, february 13th is the definite cut-off date for FEMA people. ) in the meantime, he's getting checks by the handful from somewhere through the mail, as well as notices for court appearances and probation hearings.

hmmmm.

****

the third family is a mom with two sons. she evacuated before the hurricaine hit and moved in with an in-law. apparently, since then, things have soured between she and the in-law, so now she's here, also at FEMA's expense while she figures out how to get back south ( both states involved here are not mississippi or louisiana. ) she was freaking out because she was out of food stamps and can't get any until the first of the month....so she managed to hit every pantry and food kitchen in the area ( nobody here even KNEW of these places, so she's got great info ) and brought in TWO luggage carts full of food...so much, in fact, she gave some to one of the housekeepers. she took two chickens, then was bitching about how she has no way to cook them. ( then why did you take them?? someone else could have used them and you could have taken something else! ) considering food stamp day is less then three days away, she's got enough stuff to last through another hurricaine.

in the meantime, her ( husband? boyfriend? whatever ) man calls here all the time and we get the third degreee...is she there? does she have the kids with her? is there another man with her? when did she leave? when is she expected back? is there a man with her? where are the kids?

DANG.

she wants to get back from whence she came, and FEMA's trying to get her a plane ticket ( as well as some good hearted church people ) but she doesn't want a plane ticket, all she wants is gas money so she can drive, because once she gets to this other in-law's house ( which might be a bad idea considering the experience she's just had, but hey, who the hell am i?? ) she'll need a car to get a job.

it's a mess.

****

it just seems like at this point, advantage is being taken and it's the most irritating thing. how long should the government subsidize these people? this is an honest question here, people. i'm not without sympathy. but i have to admit, as a person who has been economically challenged all my freakin' like, i feel a certain amount of resentment at the level of aid some people get while others fall through the cracks.

and goddammit, i can say that. i have every right. i was a single mom, with a shitty paying job, raising three kids by myself with no child support. no welfare, no housing help, no food stamps. i did it all my freakinself, and here these people are being lifted on the wings of hard-earned tax dollars, and bitching because things are rough or not going their way.

(#*$&@&$)(_@#($*&%&$*

****

geez, i didn't realize just how pissed off i was until i wrote that.

****

let's not even mention the burned-out families, their experiences with the insurance company et al right now, okay? maybe later. when my blood pressure settles.

****

they should have classes for ignorant fools such as myself. maybe, "How to Feed Four People and Give Food Away To Your Friends 101", or "Sucking The Government Tit: 500 Ways To Never Having To Work Again", or "Food Stamps; Not Just For The Hungry".

hellfire, i'm pissed.

****

then i wonder what those kids of theirs are learning, and that scares me. i'm sure it's not a lesson lost on them.

:/



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