05-13-2015, 09:54 AM
Background for people who may not yet know, I have worked with people with disabilities for about a million years or so. Used to live and work in Batavia, NY, a small town. Spent time at a job in Elba NY, a town next to Batavia and even smaller. I worked for a Day Program in Elba, it was for adults Now with both Batavia and Elba being small, it happened that several of the clients I served in the Day Program, I had worked with in Batavia, when they were young. One young man in particular, I used to sit for, and became friends with his mom. WELL, Mike was put on my case load in Elba. I send home a note to his mom to say hi..had not seen her or Mike in several years. I was reprimanded for an "unauthorized communication with a parent". THEN I was not allowed to attend Mike's case review because I had a "history" with his family. We were friends, for fuck sake. Later I was fired, and my interactions with Mike and his mom were given as part of the reason I was let go.
I hate small towns
I hate small towns