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Social Security Office
So I can't find my social security card; on occasion I clean out my wallet and make piles of what was in it and put it some place, so it's not in some malcontents hands. I went by the social security office today to get a replacement...
You will find the strangest people in the social security office. First off, it was in the ghetto. The parking lot had lots of unkept grass and a few abandoned shopping carts, potholes in the road, and large buildings with signs "Space Available"; more "Space Available" signs that any shopping area should have. Also, almost everyone was ugly. Have you ever seen Tom's wife on Tom Goes to the Mayor? That really huge woman with a belly that just flows out and several chins? Well, her double was at the office. But what I found the strangest was a family trying to tell a social security worker who was the father of whom... very weird. One of the women was wearing some redneck shirt with a joke I didn't understand (JEET YET? <-- does anyone know what this means?) Anyways, they started off at number 97, rolled over at 100, and I had number 19. Most of the people that got numbers left, so that was good. Talked to the Social Security worker, said it will take two weeks to print. Damn that's long. This is one of the many reasons why I favor more things being privatized. Companies usually have better organization and service that the government.
Yay for Ghetto-side Gainesville! :P
Belched up with tidings of comfort and joy by Joe
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