Systematic abuse of, well...the system.

T.G. came home from the grocery store all vile because the girl in front of him with the giant manicured nails, insanely be-weaved hair, and brand new iPhone was buying all her groceries with government assistance. He was all riled up and striding about pointing out how we can't afford iPhones but apparently they give them out free with a new membership at the welfare office. Poor T.G., I can only imagine what it must have been like to be behind this chick in line. He said she was there with her friend, ALSO on Access and that they had the card and the check and he was waiting for about 15 minutes while they each picked and chose which groceries they wanted to go on the card and which on the check with total disregard for the line forming behind them. It was truly an 'argh' moment for him. Knowing me, if I'd been there, I might had said something along the lines of "Gee it's nice to know my tax dollars keep you in weaves, nails, and fancy phone plans." Which would have led to a giant fracas, so it is probably better I was at home being sick and waiting for him to bring me zofran. I know that it is probably better to be really nice and not question people's motives and such, but I am not really nice. I'm far more likely to be really cynical and annoyed. Perhaps this makes me a less mature person, or a less decent person, I don't know. I just get fed up and disgruntled with having to take care of people who don't need my help and are just soaking me for every cent they can. These girls appeared to be in good health and able to work. So therefore, why was I buying their groceries so that they could use their spare welfare money to purchase manicures, wigs, and iPhones? And don't try to tell me that there aren't decent jobs around here that they could do which pay enough for them to be self-sufficient. Please. I worked at T-Mobile (the call center) and sure, that place will suck your soul out through your tear ducts, BUT the paycheck allowed me to live in a nice secure apartment and have cool clothes and whatever phone I wanted. I worked with single moms who raised whole families on the same paycheck. It can be done. I know this is an old and bitter rant, but that doesn't make it less true or needed. It's one thing to help out a person who came by their unfortunate situation honestly, but I draw the line at a nation carrying thousands of able, LAZY people who just refuse to work or better their situation. Ugh. Bleh. It's wrong. I'm so over it. Can I be president already? Please?