While employed at Community Action, or as others call it One Stop, you work with multiple types of people. Everyday is a constant struggle to provide and fulfill all of the individual demands. Like a box of crayola crayons each person is different and unique in there own way.
             With my dress shoes feeling as if they are filled with concrete and my tie snug around my neck like a noose, I eagerly wait for what the day withholds. As eight o'clock rolls into noon, I am searching the office for something to eat, realizing that the cherry poptart I had for breakfast was not enough.
             As a sudden cough breaks the silence of the room, I look over my left shoulder and find a gentleman standing in a gray suit with a depressed look on his face. With caution I proceed to walk towards him saying "can I help you". I soon discover that the man had lost his job that he had for over 15 years. I went right into asking what kind of skills he has and what type of job he is looking for. After about forty-five minutes of talking, I finally found an understanding of what it is he is looking for. I proceeded to contact employers of his job description, and found him a better paying job closer to his home. That is an example of a job order that went the way it's supposed to.
             Another instance occurred when an elderly man dressed in a light green shirt and torn jeans came stumbling through the front door. As I turn around from the computer desk I calmly ask, "Can I help you". With a puzzled and annoyed look on his face he responded "um I don't think so". Completely oblivious to the fact that I can help him, he remained standing in front of me waiting for further help. Right away I understood that he didn't think a college student could help so I immediately asked what types of jobs he was interested in. Realizing that I am the only person that is here to help him, he angrily responded with the ...