Friday, November 21, 2008
Downtown Welfare Office
I was recently in the downtown welfare office when a woman walked in trailed by 15 kids. This is the conversation I over heard...
"WOW," the social worker exclaims, "Are they all yours?''
"Yep they're all mine," the flustered momma sighs, having heard that
question a thousand times before. I then heard her say, "Sit down Leroy." And all the children rushed to find seats.
"Well," said the social worker, "then you must be here to sign up.
I'll need all your children's names."
"Well, to keep it simple, the boys are all named Leroy and the
girls are all named Leighroy."
In disbelief, the case worker says, "Are you serious? They're ALL
Their momma replied, "Well, yes-it makes it easier. When it's time
to get them out of bed and ready for school, I yell, 'Leroy!'
An' when it's time for dinner, I just yell 'Leroy!' an they all
comes a runnin'. An' if I need to stop the kid who's running into the
street, I just yell Leroy' and all of them stop. It's the smartest
idea I ever had, naming them all Leroy."
The social worker thinks this over for a bit, then wrinkles her
forehead and says tentatively, "But what if you just want ONE kid to
come, and not the whole bunch?"
'Then I call them by their last names."