my rage, let me show you it

  • Mar. 2nd, 2009 at 4:30 PM
femmealunettes: (~*~BITCHFACE~*~ Sylar-style)

I have posted about my missing hat, right? How I dropped it at the counceling center on a Tuesday and no one ever saw it again except one lady who worked there picked it up and brought it into the office and then it vanished?


I am SO FUCKING MAD about this. For one, is it really a bright idea to throw away things that belong to mentally unstable people? They're lucky I'm not a violent type. If I were a sociopath, I would have tried to set fire to someone. For two, WHO THROWS OUT BEAUTIFUL THINGS? I would be more at peace if someone had taken it home or if it had been given to another patient! For three, the lady said "We held onto it but no one came back for it." SIX DAYS, BITCH. I WAS BACK IN SIX DAYS, YOU DIRTY STUPID CUNT.


So. For the sake of reacting in an emotionally healthy and mentally mature way, I am writing a letter to the director of Cayuga Counseling, suggesting that they keep a lost and found box, and perhaps hold onto things for a month, and maybe let counselors look through it to see if they recognize anything that belongs to their patients.


Okay. I'm okay. I got new shampoo and conditioner, and a bag of Skittles, and I am okay. (but PISSED. but okay.)


  • Oct. 24th, 2006 at 10:44 PM
femmealunettes: (Jensen says fuck you.)
So apparently I'm past due on my student loan payments already, which is BULLSHIT because I MADE the payment online, and it says "we will contact you if there are any problems". I don't know what "returned" means in connection with my payment but YOU CAN'T RETURN MY MONEY AND THEN CALL ME LATE. Motherfuckers. So tomorrow I have to call and hash all that out because Jesus Christ the last thing I need now is the government pissed off at me.

-_- But I should deposit my paycheck before I do that.

At least Veronica Mars The Dick Show was appropriately full of Dick, and funny because of that, today.

Aug. 27th, 2006

  • 12:56 PM
femmealunettes: (what the hell?)
My parents have been gone two days. Since then, one or both of the dogs had peed in the house twice and pooped in the house twice. It's windy and rainy out, so Xena is constantly underfoot tripping me up, and god only knows where Sadie is. The dogs do not listen to me at all.

And my parents might not be back until THURSDAY.

I don't know what to do, but it might end up with dead animals, and that's bad. I'm just.... honestly, I don't have the patience to care for four animals at once. My sister was supposed to change the guinea pig's cage before she left and she didn't, so if I don't do it it's going to stink up the whole living room. My brother's gone, no help there. And there's no dog food left, god only knows where it's kept. I'm calling my parents in a bit, but.... right now, this seems like the impossible task.

One step forward, two steps back...
femmealunettes: (*slaps a bitch*)
This makes me feel sick to my stomach.

So we can afford to send our troops to war, keep them there long past their time because no one else wants to go take their places, harp on and on about "freedom" and "liberation" and "democracy"... and we can't only not supply them with body armor, we can't even feed them?

What. The. Fuck.

I don't even know what to do about this. Here I am bitching about social services. No wonder the government can't help people, they can't even take care of their soldiers.

a little social service-related rant.

  • Jul. 11th, 2006 at 1:17 PM
femmealunettes: (Jensen says fuck you.)


Probably not ALL DSS offices. I'm sure that somewhere, in a magical land, they're efficient and empathic and helpful, and they actually pay attention to the circumstances and needs of their clients. And people get around on unicorns and magic carpets, and there's universal health care that works...

Still, I'm not talking about magical fairy land, I'm talking about right here in Plattsburgh and/or the good ol' USA. Let me share a few stories I've heard over the past couple weeks, with the names omitted to protect the horribly violated.

1) Due to the privatization of prescription plans instituted under Dubya, a woman with serious health problems is unable to receive aid for a secondary condition caused by treating her first problem. Either one could potentially kill her-- if she stops the first treatment, she'll get really sick. But she's really sick because of it as well, and although the secondary condition is treatable, the private company now insuring her doesn't think it's worth $5000 every two weeks to basically save her life. If Medicaid was still covering her, this wouldn't even be an issue. But nope, gotta fuck around with the health care system.

2) Food stamp bitch 1: To receive food stamps, you have to either have a very low-paying job, or go sit in a room for 8 hours a day doing literally nothing. If you get a job, you get a pitiful sum after jumping through ridiculous hoops. But who has time to get a job when you're fulfilling a completely absurd condition of getting help in the first place?

3) Food stamp bitch 2: A family of five (two adults, three young children) were getting food stamps. The mother found a job, but wasn't able to actually start working for two weeks. DSS completely cut off their food stamps as soon as they found out she was employed, regardless of the fact that she couldn't get a paycheck for a full month after that. When she tried to explain this, the response? "Too bad, you have a job, you should be able to provide for your family now." This woman literally broke into sobs sitting across from me while she filled out the application for aid. (I ended up loading her down with eight very full bags from the food pantry, and them my mom went in and added two more. We're both complete suckers for tears, but even if she hadn't cried we would have done the same thing.)

I see cases like these all the time, not just working in the Salvation Army but because my friends are also getting fucked by the system when they need help the most. What the hell is this department for if they aren't actually helping people? It's the most inefficient and soulless fuckup of an excuse for a social service organization I've ever had the dubious fortune of actually helping people in the wake of.

I'm sure that it helps people. I'm sure of it. But all I see, and this is probably why I bitch, all I see are the people who don't get any help. The ones whose kids are hungry because they make too much for food stamps but not enough for food and rent and utilities. The ones who literally come in with the clothes on their backs and not too much else. And even here, we have our restrictions, but I do what I can to bend the loopholes in their favor, because that's what you should do when your purpose is to help people.



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