When it comes to getting a job here in Flawer-Duh, unless you have a driver's license or are able-bodied, the only thing you can ever hope for is sucking dick for packing peanuts and a slice of moldy, stale bread if you're lucky, all while looking up at the transparent aluminum floor you'll never break with no hope of escape. That is Flawer-Duh for the poorly connected, non-white, and disabled.