Work A Little Harder

Ok. Time for me to vent. I hate people that don't work hard. HATE. I'm not saying your job has to be physically hard, or even that you have to work all the time, just try hard at life. Fucking try! And not some half ass ed "I swear I tried my hardest." bullshit. I work my ass off. Everyday. I work 6 to 7 days a week, 70-80 hours a week. I'm not saying every other sucker in the work force needs to dedicate their lives to employment as I have. However, if your a greeter at Wal-Mart, I shouldn't have to wait 10 min for a god damn pink return sticker while you make your 5th fucking attempt at parking the fucking electric scooter. Seriously? I informed the woman at the service counter of the less that enthusiastic performance. Am I bitch? Yes. Do I care? No. Do I think that excuse of an employee should be sternly scolded for such behavior? Yes. Fucking try! If you can't accomplish being a greeter at Wal-Mart then you are pretty much fucked. My father works harder than anyone I know. Hands down. I would like to see someone else do what he does. Works 70 hours a week, runs a personal business, is an outstanding dedicated father that is at every sporting event, play, and art show, loyal husband, and manages to have hobbies for himself. Pretty much a rare species of man. (Side note: I'm pretty much fucked on ever finding a husband that will ever live up to the standards that my father has set. Dammit!) I received my endearing yet self destructive work ethics and habits from him. I don't set the bar high for other people. My expectations are realistic. Another example. The dumb mother fucker that answers the phones at my eye doctor. First of all he calls me "Amanda". My name is Andrea. I correct him. We proceed. He then asks me to confirm my medical information. He rattles off a birth date that is no where near correct. I tell him that's not correct. His reply "Really?" My reply "Well it won't be correct if you have Amanda typed in instead of Andrea." He was silent. I hear a few clicks of the keyboard. He then repeats my correct birthday. Is is seriously so hard to listen when I corrected you the first time? Wtf. I guess all my ranting is a mute point. As long as there is welfare, WI CC, Social Security, Medicare, or any other government department willing to pay for the shit other people need, there will be no need to actually excel at life. I'm not saying welfare is a bad thing. It is meant to help people out when they are down and out until they get back on their feet. It's the people that never even try to stand that piss me off. Why should I have to work my ass off and pay taxes so you can get a welfare check and buy a fat sack of weed instead of diapers for your 3 month old. (I have witnessed such an event. I was furious!) If I have to take a drug test to get a job, then I think you should have to take a drug test to have the privilege of welfare. One of my co-workers I have known for 5 years. She is a 23 year old mother of 2. Un-married. Her boyfriend is still around and supports their children. They both work their ass off to stay off of welfare. They want to be a successful family and support their children. She will wear the same bathing suit for 3 years so her girls can have new ones ever year. They save up for months so their girls will have a good Christmas and get the things that they never did. I'm proud of the people that they are. They are the kind of people that keep America going. These type of "Hard-Workin' Folk" are few and far between now. It makes you wonder how we are going to make it much longer. Social Security is running out. There aren't enough jobs for the people that are willing to work. The cost of living has sky rocketed. The recession is hitting home for millions of American families. We need help. And for the life of me I don't see anybody that is up for the job. I don't even know who to believe anymore. If our government worked half as hard on fixing our problems at home, instead of the worlds issues we might not be in this shit hole, and just maybe we would have our men home safe with us instead of sitting in the bomb fucked desert with a gun and no ammo. Snakes, scorpions, fleas, horrendous heat, no water, no protection, no guarantees, no relief. Is that the cost of our lives? I think it's too high. I have the answer to America's problems. Work harder. If every person would just step up and make that extra effort, spend that extra 5 min. Care. Dedicate themselves to something. Anything! We would all be better for it.