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[qe2]

Nothing brightens your day, I find, like telling a client that they have a 99.999791% probability of losing their house in the next few months, given that they are trying to support themselves, their now out-of-work spouse, and their eight children on a factory job that grosses them, monthly, approximately $320 more than their mortgage payment

Comments

[copernica3]

.....Well, that puts my job, and in fact my LIFE in perspective. Jeez. *hugs you*

[qe2]

Sigh. My life, too. Although some days I have a remarkable amount in common with my clients - financially as well as otherwise.

*hugs back wearily*

[malnpudl]

Oh, crap. Yeah, that'd bring a lot of things into perspective, wouldn't it? Ouch.

[qe2]

It does, rather.

*hands you bandaid and Neosporin*

[iuliamentis]

Ack. *snugs*

*puts pillow between your head and the desk*

I understand, unfortunately.

[qe2]

*snugsback*

*falls asleep on pillow*

I know you do, darlin'. I know you do.

[qe2]

I'm so lucky in so many, many ways.

I hear you, loud and clear. This job really brings that home - home-er than is comfortable, sometimes.

Her yearly salary? A whopping $13,000.

O.O

>-<

O.O

Wow.

[qe2]

They are a bit difficult, yeah. I'm pretty sure you've had analogous conversations, doing what you do.

*hugs back appreciatively*

[qe2]

Yeah. Just as well, really. I can already feel myself getting uncomfortably inured to some of the stuff that runs like a river through most of my clients' lives. I don't want the full-body carapace - I think I'd have to quit if I got to that point, and I still think the world's worth saving. It's like being a cop - at least a due South cop - at least in the stories I like.

Icon(s) courtesy of thediva_laments, who has known me for a good long time :-).