Pssst - I have a secret to tell you - we get government assistance. We are poor college students. 'Nuff said. Now on to the story:
Today Scott and I had to go down to DES to renew our food stamps and insurance. dripping sarcasm...Ahhhh, I love going to DES. It is such a clean and nice place to be. I can think of no other place I would rather spend my time.
We waited for them to call our number for at least an hour and a half. We did a great deal of "people watching" during this time. My main thought for most of the women there was "hi sister, did you look in the mirror before you walked out the door? Hmmm, no I think not, cause that "shirt" is not doing it for you." Such nastily dressed women I have never seen. One lady had her big fake boobies practically falling out of her tank top as she chased her 2 year old boy around the room - I wanted to cover Scott's eyes. There were seriously so many large people with short shorts and short people with large hineys. And the bellies. Yuck. Seriously, people look in the mirror and cover some skin (and stuff)!
When we finally got called we ran to the front desk and the lady helping us was a total crack up. She was old and missing several teeth (I am sure she has the same insurance we do and it doesn't cover dental - they just pay for you to have them pulled, hence...toothless) but she was so happy and sweet. She confided that tomorrow was her last day - she was retiring - tomorrow! Several times she said how she was so glad that she was old. She said she planned to travel and intends to go to California on Monday. The plan is to walk along the beach and think of her coworkers "hmmm, I wonder what they are doing right now?" and then laugh to herself. As part of the process we had to be fingerprinted and have our pictures taken. When she took Scott's picture, she started giggling and couldn't stop. There wasn't really anything too funny about the picture that I could see, but apparently something struck her as hilarious. She was still laughing after we walked out the door.
Thanks sweet little lady for helping us at DES - you made the wait a little less painful in the end!
3 comments:
I love a good DES story! Shhh..we got government assistance for many years when we were poor college students. It was really a blessing, but man, I have some crazy memories of that place! Some I would really rather forget!
What a funny lady! I bet she is glad!
Don't ya love government assistance?! We are off it just now miraculously with Paul's new job. Now it seems like we are making the same amount of money as before anyway though since insurance and grocery money is up to us to figure out. It is nice to be more on our own though and not have to deal with all the paperwork, fun office visits, etc! Here's to better days ahead and hopefully people using better judgement when they decide on what to wear in the morning!!!
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