I‘m so pleased I don’t work for Cornwall social housing because those poor people are going to have to deal with that moaning, miserable, entitled wench every day from now until she gets the house she thinks she should get, I bet she’ll be down the doctor, before the weeks out, telling them she needs a letter about her anxiety to support her application for housing.
They really piss me off. My elderly mother-in-law wants to downsize. Yes, they bought their home at the right time and have made a pretty penny, but she’s going to have to pay a fortune in stamp duty on a smaller bungalow, then there’s estate agent fees, legal fees and removal costs. She’s 85 fgs yet doesn’t expect bloody handouts like those lazy people.