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I used to work for a company that helped adults with brain injuries integrate back into society (or at least be as productive and happy as possible)
I had just gotten my bachelors in Sociology/Anthropology, never had any work experience
An old friend referred me to the company, Immediately applied and was almost as quickly hired
Found out very quickly that they hire practically anyone that comes looking for a job, literally people off the street sometimes, regardless of education or experience
Worked in a small home with 7 adults with brain injuries (we called them "residents") and for the most part completely incompetent staff. The home could barely fit everyone inside and was hardly equipped to handle anyone with special needs. It was also ancient and infested with ants and rats
Residents were never properly taken care of. Many slept in their own piss and shit through all hours of the day. I once found a resident sleeping in his wheelchair in his room, and ants were crawling on his clothes and in his bed to get at bits of food
Surprise, management does nothing about the problem
We were given $200 a week for groceries by the company (so residents lived off of less than $30 each a week for food)
Co-workers were all lazy wrecks who had no control over their lives, and took satisfaction in controlling the resident's lives instead
I don't know how, but I stuck with this job for a year and a half trying to do good for these people, because god knows no one else is going to
I eventually left because I couldn't take ramming myself into a brick wall for no reason. I feel guilty all the time for leaving
Also, I raped that friend I mentioned
