When I was a veteran’s career counselor at a state employment office, I got switched to helping welfare recipients. I taught a class on looking for work, resumes, filling out applications and interviewing. Many were fifth to seventh generation welfare moms, and most were dressed better than I was! We (the taxpayers) had already paid for many of them to go through college, and now they couldn’t find a job. This in a city with approximately 3% unemployment and dozens of insurance company home offices within blocks of my office.
Entitlement mentality!! I still don’t understand how they live like that. I was on welfare for a short time, never bought anything expensive in the way of food. Weighed 105 lbs soaking wet and still ran out of food a few days before I’d get my stamps. Yet when I went to work for a grocery store, there was a couple that use to come through my line every now and again. They had food stamps and would have a cart full of food. Expensive stuff, shrimp, steak, things like that. I never could figure that one out. And like you said, the woman dressed better then me.
I can only imagine the frustration of a job like that. Talk about pushing wet spaghetti through a keyhole. You have my deepest sympathy.