My co-workers and I frequently make jokes about our job. The running joke is that we could take all the incidents that happen, change the names and maybe the objects that are broken, stolen, or destroyed, and turn the story into an award winning mid-morning soap opera. We have girls that get pregnant and aren't sure who the father is. We have members who steal decorative statues in order to pawn them off to buy...who knows what. There are all sorts of love triangles, anger over mismanaged lives, and pride that gets hurt, leading our "characters" to do drastic things. We had one of those days today. I mean, you know it's been a Soap Opera day when you can serenely say to your mom that you are late getting home from work because you had to stay late to clean up the blood on the sidewalk and wait for the glass repairmen to finish replacing the window for the safety door. Just another day with the Young and the Restless. At least they didn't steal our frozen chicken nuggets this time.
4 comments:
Don't you love being a social worker?!! Keeps life interesting. I had a soap opera work environment. All the girls were pregnant, some didn't know which one of the 20 fathers it could be, some literally thought it was an alien/ homosexual/ immaculate conception. And the girls all had their stories... wow. I'm glad you your work is interesting. Or should I be happy for you? :)
this is the sixth time i've written something here, the first time i haven't erased it. it's not creative. it's just a comment saying i like your post.
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Holy Smokes!! I didn't realize you had so many posts! I'm coming back more often. =)
-Jekakah
this, is the funniest post i ever read. everyone has a blog. i had one once, but, exploded it, cause i didnt want to do it anymore. maybe i should revive it. hmmm..
-jaime
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