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Hope the wait isn't long. I have no idea what the DES is... lol
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#127
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Department of Economic Security. The welfare office
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Oh, and this line hasn't moved at all in at least 15 minutes.
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Considering their choice to become a therapist - each is nuts by definition. The extent of nutness is the only difference.
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I wonder if the gun-toting security guards would mind of I took their picture
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#131
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![]() Booooooored. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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#132
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Ah I would just say the welfare office lol. I'm sure DES is common phrase in the US. I'm outside the U.S. so I'm sure that's why it's weird to me hah
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#133
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One way to find out..... Lol
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LOL! Yeah... I sense the boredom. No book to read? lol.
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Each state can have its own name for the agency that handles assistance - so it is not consistent here either.
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Am I the only person to carry a book in my bag all the time? And/or have a book on my phone to read as well?
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Not a physical book, I carry mine electronically. But I always have one.
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Well, I got in the door finally. It only took an hour
![]() I have my knitting and my iPad. Now that I'm inside and sitting down I'll be alright... For a few hours anyway. Here's hoping I'll be out of here before mid-afternoon ![]() I've only ever dealt with welfare in AZ. No idea what they call it elsewhere... Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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#139
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Can't see the screen properly outside with the sun in my eyes. Besides, whining is an integral part of the DES experience ![]() Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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I do too. I just read a fab book - Alek Wek's autobiography, she is a supermodel from Sudan. She describes treking for days with her family when the civil war came.
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Oh ok. I don't feel so bad then. ![]()
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#142
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I often have one in my car.
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Question: Why bother wearing pants if you're going to tie the belt around your thighs?
Another question: how difficult is it to walk in such a way that your pants stay up when they're belted around your thighs? Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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Okay, through observation I answered my own question. Or at least one of them anyway. Apparently you hold onto the buckle while you walk and do a little hop-jig thing every third step or so to yank 'em up. Which still begs the question, why???
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Is that what they call swagger? lol
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Ok ladies.... Embarrassing question to follow... You'd think I would know by now, but I don't....
Panty hose... Do you wear underwear with it? I mean it's called "panty" hose right..... I'm confused.
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I don't know. Looks to me like you'd wind up stiff and sore and bow-legged. Not to mention completely unable to carry anything. And how do you run from the police? Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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