We were expecting an unannounced caseworker visit this month. The doorbell rang, and I opened the door to someone who introduced herself to me. So, I introduce myself back and welcomed her in, thinking that our caseworker must not be able to make it for some reason, and this is a supervisor I've never met.
"Um, actually, I'll just pick up the t-shirts. Are these the t-shirts?"
I suddenly remember that someone I hadn't met before was picking up t-shirts from me, totally not foster-related. I tried to explain my confusion, but as she said goodbye I could tell she didn't quite get it. "Nice meeting you! Good luck on your interview!"
B pulled in and his first words were, "I think a caseworker is at the door."
Foster care: at least 50% of the people at our door are caseworkers.