My favorite and least favorite job was wrapped up in one. Before teaching, I managed a group home for mentally and physically handicapped adults, working with the same patients for almost 8 years. Aside from the super crappy pay, I got sexually harassed by clients daily, called every name in the book, my nose broken, various physical assaults, threats on my baby's life while I was pregnant, food thrown at me, spit on, puked on, diaper changes, the list goes on.
Still, they needed people to do the work, and the turnover was so high that they never could really attach to many people. The patients were completely dependent on the workers for everything from food, medication, housekeeping, personal hygiene, transportation, friendship, etc...but few people stuck around to deal with the crappy parts...which well, was a LOT to deal with. It is sad all around. I wouldn't go back though.
at 11:07 PM on May. 1, 2011