"Fuck you".
Looking her dead in the eye she made sure she said it with a smile.
She was the type of person who you could see didn't care anymore.She didn't care about herself,her house,her own kids never mind the fucking, stinking social.
"Miss,I have to do my job."
A sigh escaped her thin glossy lips.
"I can tell you when I'm doing the next one if that would be easier so you could um...clean up before I come.That way-".
They were all stupid,she was sure of it now.
"Listen I don't give a fuck when you come here,I got stuff to do.I am not waiting in for your stuck up self to judge this...my fucking home.Now fuck off I told you once".
The social lady picked up her brown bag ,straightened her skirt and forced a smile.She tried to hide her disgust.
"Show yourself out".
Sheila picked up her lighter and her fag box as she watched the lady gently close the door behind her.
"For fucks sake,you cunts!Run round the paki shop get me fags"
She shouted up to her kids it was one of the three ,always pinching a fag.She couldn't have smoked 20 already.
But that was the thing with Sheila ,one of her problems was her memory yet the kids were always to blame.
