ANGRY.

@*&#&<:#$&%#*!!!!!!

 

I. Am. SO. ANGRY.

 

Ahem.  Hi.  Pardon my french. I am typically a fairly patient, temperate person.  Few and far between are the moments in which I experience the intense rage that is boiling inside me at this very instant.

 

I just got out of the Social Security Office.  Last year I filled out the Federal Application for Financial Student Aid (aka FAFSA).  I had never before had a problem and for some reason the University was unable to process it and I was told I had to go update my records with them first, and then take a copy of my documentation to the University.  I never had time (or when I did have time, SSA wasn't open.....of course.  Leave it up to government entities to make things as complicated and inconvenient as possible). 

 

Anyway, I went today with my original SS card plus a copy of the document they needed. II stopped in on my way to work and figured it couldn't possibly take that long.  Boy, was I wrong!  As I sat there among annoying ring tones and smelly people (harsh, I know, but you know it's true!).  I walked in and got my number and waited...and waited.  And waited.  The minutes ticked on. Fifteen minutes, half an hour, an hour, an hour and a half (why does it always take so freaking long?!?!  GRRR!)  FINALLY, my number gets called and I approach the man at the window (wearing a tie that was quite possibly the UGLIEST I've ever set my eyes upon, ever in my life (with polyester hair scrunchies just below the knot...???) I explain what I'm there for and show him my documents. 

 

"Do you have the original" he asked

"Yes I do, but not with me" I replied

Then he said they had to see the original in order to do anything.

ARE--YOU--KIDDING--ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!  A voice screamed inside my head. 

I said, "Well it's the exact same thing just in color!"

"We need the original" Ugly tie man said.

"So you're saying I just waited an hour and a half for nothing."  I spit out.

"I'm saying you waited an hour and a half to find out what you need." Ugly tie man replied calmly with his undoubtedly pre-fabricated answer.

 

GRRRRR!!!

 

He handed me a pink slip and told me to come back today or tomorrow before 4, take a number, but that I wouldn't have to wait (yeah right, and how does that work when there is not a human being to interact with between getting the number and sitting there until they call my stupid number?).

 

{{Heavy sigh}}