ITT make up your very own Government Worker sob story

I am a retired veteran of Viet Nam, Desert Storm and Iraq. I have lost three of my limbs. I was being provided for by my wife's job at OPM. She was in charge of the African American-Only section of the cafeteria. Since she has been fired, we have gone without food and I had to lick one of my nubs for sustenance. My wife has turned to sex work in our minivan. In order to make the rent she has to bang at least 3 people an hour, which she can do, but she is developing carpal tunnel. I am getting scared that I will have to donate my testicles in order to survive. Fuck Trump!
 
I work 60 hours per week on a small salary because I just love to help people. I facilitated feeding and educating children who were displaced by imperial, colonial, capitalist white people. Sure, I've never actually left the greater DMV area, but I feel like my heart is big enough to care for the world. Unfortunately, I was let go by DOGE so now 1000's of children will not eat or learn to read. My worst fear is they won't even be able to read the goodbye letter I wrote to them. There are tear stains on the paper that they will understand though.
 

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