WHY I HATE FOOD STAMPS

(This is from my phone so bear with me on the punctuation and such)

I hate food stamps. Many people agree, many people do think that is horrible of me. I have a few reasons for my claims:

1). Many people on ebt (food stamps) are very ungrateful. They recieve this food absolutely free, but constantly complain about not getting enough. As a cashier, I have witnessed many people get upset when their EBT does not cover the costs.

2). The people on food stamps do not always need it. More often then not, they purchase many extra items in the same purchase- dvds, games, tobacco, etc. If you can afford a Wii (or iphone or smoking), the government should not be buying your food.

3). They do not spend it wisely. If you are struggling to feed your family, you should be buying bread, eggs, milk, and ramen- NOT steaks and popscicles and candy.  I have even had customers not be able to afford the bill and then when i suggest removing some of the junk food and snacks they choose to remove items like bread or eggs.

4). The point of coming to or living in a 'free' country is not to get everything for free. In the long run, someone (cough, taxpayers) ends up paying for it, unless you enjoy contributing to our national debt

Now, you may argue that yes, most people abuse this system, but what about the people who truly cannot work and have no one and need this income or they truly will starve?  I say that EBT become more like the WIC program, only buying certain items such as bread, milk, eggs, cereal, fruit, etc.  require drug tests- if we have to pass a drug test to pay for our food, why not to get it for free? If you are on it merely because unemployment, have a requirement of job applications that need to be filled out.

I think it is time people learned that if you sacrifice your fancy phone bill or your designer jeans, you can afford to eat. Learn your priorities, and dont take something just because you can.

Obviously, this is something I feel strongly about. Feel free to comment

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The human race has only one really effective weapon and that is laughter --mark twain

 

 I don't trust anyone who doesn't laugh --maya angelou
 

One thing I love about the english language is all the different words we have to descrive laughter.  You can laugh. You can giggle. You can snort, chuckle, chortle, snicker, gaffaw, howl, roar, convulse, titter, whoop, cheer, cackle, etc.

Never Have I Ever

I've never...

1) Seen Shrek
2) Been to Buffalo Wild Wings
3) Licked a streamer (and don't recommend it..thats weird)
4) Been to a Pro Sports event
5) Slept under the stars (as in no tent or anything)
6) Left the country
7) Gone trick r treating
8) Been kissed in the rain
9) Worked at a fast food restaurant
10) Had a boyfriend

No, this is not a bucket list, just a list of things.......ya know, just chillin' and being subtle here....... ;)

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bloodmoney

So, contrasting unpopular belief, I am afraid of doctors. Most people know this, so this probably isnt news. However, not everyone knows that its a legit thing, not just "doctors are scary"...I actually had a panic attack at the thought of the possibility of going to a hospital just to visit someone. This is not an irrational fear, because it makes sense-doctors are clearly out to kill me if they see me.  I am learning to cope, though. Over the summer I visited the nurse four times. The first visit took four days of pain and four cups of coffee to convince me to go, but then she gave me wonderful ibuprofen and I decided that she was no longer a nurse, she was BackAllySally, my drug dealer. Sure, it was hard and I almost cried, but I survived.  More recently, as in yesterday, I took my courage a step further. In this case, it took a lack of funds and bills to pay, but I managed to go to Biolife to sell my Plasma. They call it donating, but thats not what it is, its selling. When I first walked in, I wasnt sure I'd make it out alive, what with all the awful doctor smells and scary people in white lab coats and people hooked up to machines sucking their life (okay, blood) out of them.  I immediately found the bathroom and took a few deep breathes before returning to the front desk.  I answered a few questions, forcing myself to rremain calm so my pulse wouldnt be too high, then had them nearly cut my finger off with their pinprick needle thing. They stole my fingerprint and sent me to answer computer questions, then a physical, then they sent me to the deathmachines. Honestly, I was pretty okay with them. It was kinda cool to see the process, and next time i might watch them stab me. What wasnt cool was halfway through my mind almost went towards the panic-attack-trail, but I distracted myself with the free wifi. Another not cool thing was they had to switch arms in the middle of the process, so I had two arms taped up and couldnt fully bend them for the next three hours.  All in all, I made it out alive without any problems, and plan to go back (maybe wednesday).  Im gonna see how long I can make it without spending my bloodmoney, maybe make it like a savings account card. We shall see.

Also, on an unrelated topic, my phone has been wigging out for the last couple weeks, but I hopefully fixed it. I had to drive to where I had adequate coverage and reprogram my phone so my internet and texting and calling would all work all the time. I was to the point where my texting only worked half the time, my calling sometimes didnt work, and my internet never worked. Just thought id share that with you :)

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