We see that here, with some posters talking about how they live simply & don't pay much in taxes, yet they demand that taxes for the actual taxpayers (someone else)
increase, so as to assuage their personal sense of charity. I'm not saying that's wrong, but sticks in my craw that it's so easy to shift the burden to some one else.
True dat.
You know, people are always pointing out that "poor people work hard too - so what's your point when you say you work hard for your money? Why is your work more valuable than their work - it's not fair!"
I have several issues with that approach.
First of all, the hard working poor are not the people I have a problem with, and certainly not the ones I mind helping. I have a problem with the sorry *** poor. I have a problem with the irresponsible poor. I have a problem with ANYONE, rich or poor, who thinks it's my responsibility to clean up after their irresponsible choices.
A few days ago, I ran into a Hispanic woman I know whose family would be classified as the "working poor." My husband and I really like this family, and we try to help them whenever we can. When we moved, we asked her if she had any family members who wanted to make some extra money by cleaning our house after we moved out and she and a couple of cousins came out and did an EXCELLENT job cleaning. Not only did we pay them very well, we also had a TON of stuff that we told them they were welcome to go through and take anything they wanted. They took every single item - which was fine with us.
My husband has also hired her husband several times to do things like wash oilfield vehicles and equipment down, that sort of thing. He's always done a great job. We've also had their cousins cater some events - and THEY did a great job.
We do what we can to reward this extended family whenever we can, because we have such respect for their work ethic.
Well, anyway, we ran into them at a local restaurant and the woman's little sister was with them. She's about 22, and a single mom. Come to find out, she's just moved in with them. As you may know, I am on crutches right now, and so I asked the older woman, "Hey, do you know anyone who can come in and clean my house once a week for the next couple of months till I can do so myself?" After turning around to her sister and speaking in a flurry of Spanish, she turned around to me and said, "Sure, Juanita can do it for you Tuesday - she'll be there at 8 am." Juanita, by the way, speaks perfect English - so I have no idea why they were speaking in Spanish but that's OK.
Yesterday, Juanita showed up at 9:30 am - without calling to say she was running late. No problem - I was just sitting around. My house was NOT very dirty, but it was dusty and the floors needed to be mopped and swept and vaccuumed. In other words, this was LIGHT HOUSEWORK I was expecting - the kind a twelve year old can do.
I had all the cleaning supplies and gave her detailed instructions - which consisted of:
Mop
Sweep
Vaccuum
Dust
Clean bathrooms
Clean kitchen surfaces
Not complicated, right? Especially since everything was basically CLEAN anyway! And I had all the supplies!
I noticed that she was very quiet and sullen, but that's OK too - maybe she just felt awkward.
She worked for three hours. As I sat on the sofa with my leg elevated, I couldn't really follow her around to double check, and she did keep crossing my line of vision carrying supplies, so I assumed she was actually doing what I had asked her to do, though to be honest, I really couldn't figure out why this was taking three hours - but, oh well.
Normally I would have gone around and double checked on her work, and in fact, I did hobble into the master bath to check and pointed out to her that the mirror needed to be cleaned, and the shelves needed to be dusted - she said OK and I ASSUMED she went back and did so, even though when I pointed it out, she looked at me darkly and shrugged her shoulders and mumbled "ok."
MY BAD.
Now I believe in being generous, so I paid her SIXTY DOLLARS for this light housework. Yes, that's $20 an hour, tax free, but I knew she needed the money. She didn't say thank you, she simply took the check and said, "ok." She didn't even say goodbye when she left.
She didn't earn that money. She didn't even earn $30 of it. When my husband got home, he walked around the house and said, "So when is Juanita coming?" From the sofa, I said, "She's been here." "What! I sure can't tell it!" he said.
She had not dusted any bedrooms. She had not cleaned any toilets. She had not cleaned any mirrors. She had not vaccuumed about half the house. She had not wiped down a bit of the kitchen. Hell, all I think she did was work in my direct line of vision. I have no idea what she was doing in any of the other rooms - in fact, now that I think about it, that has me worried. What WAS she doing?
My point is this - she doesn't have a bright future. And she will be relying most likely on government assistance for her and handouts from other people for her and her baby, for a long time.
She could have made $60 a week from me indefinitely for 3 hours of work a week if she'd wanted to. But apparently she doesn't want to.