Rant #3,660: Alone

Yesterday was the calm before the storm, and today, my son has that job fair to go to, and I sure hope it is a fruitful exercise--

Because once again, an organization that is supposed to help him is dragging its feet while my son sits here and watches TV.

I called them like I said I would, and again, I think I got his counselor at a bad time, because she, once again, had no clue who my son was.

And when she finally figured it all out, I asked about an assessment--which she said he needed before the organization could help him--and she said that he needed to sign some document--which has not yet been sent to us--and then some outside entity could proceed.

How long does all of this take?

"Oh, you have to understand that I have a large caseload, and it is something that isn't immediate, and there is no telling how long this process will take--

And--

And--"

Well, I could have told her that I don't care about her large caseload, and I could have said that Christmas is coming too, but I simply didn't.

I knew I was wasting my time right then and there.

This is a situation that needs quick, steady action, and when you are dealing with what amounts to a pencil pusher, the pencil evidently isn't going to be pushed too quickly.

The only thing I did was ask her if she had the proper mailing address and email address, because she supposedly sent us some communication a while back, and we never received it, as it went to the wrong address.

So I just said, "Thank you," and that was the end of that.

I will never call them again, and I won't count on them for anything.

But now is the time to out them, because, like Popeye, "I have taken all I can stand and I can't stand no more."

If you know anything about these organizations, this one is Access VR, and I was led to believe that all roads lead through this group, and no other group can help you if you aren't overseen by Access VR and are in their system.

So, another dead end, another waste of time, and as I told my wife, "These people are working, and I am sitting at home"--related to the fact that these incompetent people have jobs, and after I lost mine, no one would hire me to do anything.

Incompetency is valued; good, responsible workers ... what's that?

And most importantly, my son still sits here.

So after his big, four-hour workday today--remember, he was cut down from four days/16 hours and is a victim of the increase in minimum wage--we will go over to this job fair, with our heads held high.

And maybe, just maybe, something good will happen.

But as I said, with all of these organizations set up to help people like my son, we are on our own in the goal of finding him a new job.

Totally, completely, on our own.