Let me be quite clear about this. A day in the life of a social worker is no picnic. That is only the case if she is one of the few that actually show up for work on time and comes armed with her heart on her sleeve and her soul soaring. Starting times for her, if she is that serious and caring about her job, is usually before dark. This is no different for the nurses and doctors at public administration hospitals with rows of patients already waiting for them, quietly and sometimes howling with pain.