Account Deleted By User I work at a group home for people with intellectual disabilities.  They are fantastic and I love them. Sure, we're not going to sit around discussing technical aspects of implementing policies or the nuances and merits of poetry, but they can tell when they're liked and respected, and are very warm, loving people that take a lot of interest in those around them. Well they always complain to me about a member of staff, whom we'll call "Beryl."   Beryl does not like me; I am thin, have a happy personality, and i'm in nursing school.  Beryl is 300 pounds and has a social work degree. She always tells me how nurses are overpaid and don't do anything, unlike her. I just say something like "well, with the higher paying professions a lot of it is whatcha know" smile and then go hang with my folks. Also i am a veteran, and 10 years older than her. She makes fun of me for not being done college despite being "old" (i'm 32), so i make fun of her because i still get carded for alcohol and she doesn't. This "female" "coworker" barely assists with any of the activities of daily life that comprise our job description (help with grocery shopping, driving places, cooking, housekeeping etc) and everything she does she does with a resentful, snippy attitude.  She doesn't let them buy the groceries that they want (with their own money, mind you) and she literally will sit on their couch and eat their food for her whole shift.   I often work overnights minding the safety of the house and when she's my relief in the morning she always calls 10-15 minutes past start of shift to say she's "stuck in the drive through" at the McDonald's across the street but she'll be there in 10. She treats the people here like they're dumb animals that can't tell when they're being condescended to.  A lot of these people are in our program because they don't have families/ anyone to take care of them, and Beryl is in tight with the (also fat) organizational leadership. What pisses me off the most about this useless fat body: not the late relief or shitty attitude toward me, but the mistreatment and misappropriation of these disabled people, and the limited options for action from the organization's leadership. Just needed to vent. One of my guys was upset that she ate his pizza tonight, and stayed up just so he could talk to me about it.  I listened and have been angry all shift.