Social Security Scare
Last Wednesday, the 25th, I went back to the local Social Security office for the third time. They want my money.
- First Trip; Get information, forms. “Everything is fine.”
- Second Trip; “We don’t need those forms, but we’ll make a copy for you. It’s taken care of.”
- Third Trip; No comment by two employees reading account on computer. “We’ll call your name.”
- One-Half Hour Later; “It’s all been deleted. Now, what is your question?” Really? Why didn’t I think of that?