A small town girl living in the city full of crazy people. But then, who is normal anyway. I love books, skateboarding, ballet, loud music, hanging out with my nieces and nephew, shopping, and cats Bilbo and Misty. (ferrets Faramir-RIP, Eowyn-RIP, Arwyn-MIA, Luthien-RIP, Beren-MIA, Boromir-RIP/cats Precious-RIP and Frodo-RIP).
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Panhandling
I examined my paycheck stub today. I saw a story on the news about panhandling in the downtown area. The panhandlers told the reporter that they get $60 to $100 a day for panhandling all day. Looking at my net earnings after taxes, a panhandler makes more than me. Will somebody please explain why I work so hard being on time, neat and tidy, responsible and reliable, staying calm during high stress situations, and fixing problems to earn less than a panhandler who does not pay income taxes. Now I'm depressed. And I thought it felt bad knowing my brother got more pay and benefits from unemployment than I did working 2 part-time jobs with no benefits a couple years ago. It's not fair. Post later. Bye!
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