Your title reminds me of a good joke. Now I know that this isn't the right place for jokes, but I can't resist. It just fits.
An old farmer drove into town, parked his beaten up truck outside of the unemployment office. He sat down at the first empty desk and told the councilor "I want to hire 3 hoers for a month". The councilor sat up a little pushed away from his desk , and replied "I'm sorry, but we can't help you". The farmer was puzzled. "Why not? its a perfectly ordinary request. Doesn't anybody want to do their job around here?"
The councilor, a little flustered by now, responded "I think that the councilor at that desk over there might be able to help you."
The farmer walked over to the new desk, sat down in front of the councilor. He explained his need for 3 hoers. The councilor stood up, and very sternly said "I'm sorry, but we just don't do that sort of thing around here."
The farmer was getting angry, and his voice was getting louder. He was beginning to scream as he asked "Are you people crazy in here? I just want to hire 3 hoers anand nobody will help me."
Just then, the supervisor came to see what all the fuss was about. He asked the farmer "What is the problem here?"
The farmer replied "I don't know. I can't tell if these fellers are crazy, or just plain stupid. I have 4 acres in strawberrys going to weed. Now, why can't I hire 3 people who know one end of a hoe from the other?"
Joel