With the Tea Party taking over the House of Representatives, it seems like a good time to talk about work. As a high school-er I took those career placement tests and met with a councilor to discuss my future. I was told that I was "unemployable" I decided to go to college anyway, but that statement haunted me. I floundered unable to find a major that I thought I could do. So in and out of school I went, doing odd jobs for family and friends. Then I moved to Utah and decided to prove my old nemesis wrong. I got a job at a call center and preformed very well despite the fact that I had no adaptable equipment. I loved working, the GOP would have you believe that disabled people love to sit at home, that we love the idea of living off of "the man" and have no drive or ambition. this is not true, at least not for most of us. I loved working, I was so proud to provide for my family, it was wonderful. Sadly the economy hit the skids and hours became as rare as rubies. I did well, which meant that I was one of the first to be sent home (they had to pay me more) and the last to get pick up hours. One week in July I worked two hours, and that was scrubbing the break room floor. I knew I had to do something, so I switched to night shift. That worked for a few months, but in November I was being sent home again. Why am I writing all this? I am writing this so that you will understand why I am in school, so that anyone who reads this will know that I and many like me work hard and want the same things you want. You want less people on food stamps, so do I. You want less people on SSI, so do I. You want me to get a F***ing job, so do I.
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