The mail came today at almost 4 p.m. Ya never know when it'll arrive around here, sometimes 10 a.m., sometimes as late as 6 p.m. So I opened it after dinner, and there was a notice from the State of Vermont. I must present my papers (again) before January 4th or never darken their doorstep again. I must call between the hours of 8:15 and 4 p.m. but they aren't open Monday. Which means I must call Tuesday the 3rd, and make arrangements for them to have copies of:
- Identification- SS card, state ID card, birth certificate AND driver's license.
-All wages received in the last 30 days (none)
-Income statements from everyone who's giving me money (none)
-Statements from all unearned income
-my phone bill with my name on it
-expenses for being a boarder or paying child support (??? did they read my paperwork?)
-statements from all bank accounts (I have one account- checking- which I already declared)
-stock and investment statements (oh sure, I'm the Monopoly man)
-car payments (right, one of my legs doesn't work but it's not bad enough to get a disability car)
-Receipts for my current paid rent or mortgage coupon book
-property tax and fire insurance premiums
Well, isn't that special. What miserable virgin nerd made these requirements? I've worked and paid and supported this freakin country since I was able (at 14) and stopped when I wasn't able anymore (at 49). Believe me if I had my druthers I'd still be working. Even with the Chauvinist Born Again Christian Rubberhead I had for a boss and all the hell that place put us through over the union drive, I'd still be there. I never thought my body would quit on me, I was always so physically strong. I've been an elected and appointed political office holder in 2 states. And this is the treatment I get. Like a common suspected criminal. Welcome to Amerika. Where are your papers?
It reminds me of a few years ago- an article in the local paper about Little League applications. They asked for so much ID that the pointed question, "Are you now or have you ever been a second grader?" has become a catchphrase.
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