So yesterday, I was at my Mom's house, in the most socialist state of our country. Why I am here is irrelevant.
Anyway, this woman knocks on my Mom's door, and I was almost afraid to answer it because she looked like some sort of creek creature/methhead?????
I opened the door and she started grilling me immediately, "who are you,?" "Why are you here?" "wheres the woman of the house?" She did not identify herself,and I had to look at the clipboard she was carrying before I realized that she was a census worker aka redcoat.
I told her I was at my mothers house and I dont live here so I could not answer her questions. She persisted, and I said it it none of your damned buisness what I am doing here. She then told me that I MUST tell her. MUST.
I became quite enraged at this point and told her that my is mother at the hospital with her daughter who is undergoing a life threatening procedure. Then I told her to get out of my face.
In the next post I will tell you of my second encounter with said census worker AND her husband AKA another census worker, on the same property, the following day.
Needless to say, I am livid, considering what is happening to my sister and my families state of affairs