A trip cancelled.

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After a discussion with a general SSA rep, a visit to the most local SSA office seemed in order.  After the nightmare that was the last visit, a random visit, if planned, was beginning to... seem the wrong way.  Actually it is what was roughly, haltingly, going forward today.  I... just couldn't... get going.  If you have ever gone into a high security area, as a suspect, with hateful security?  That is what that place is like, even right into the SSA office itself.  The workers are just as bad.

At least an appointment would... limit exposure.  It seems they didn't reject the paperwork I sent.  They simply didn't get it.  I'll look around.  I am getting different stories from everyone to whom I speak.  This might be simple, quick, and full back to when they stopped, or not.  I'll know soon enough, without that dreaded trip.  Wouldn't have helped according to the local employee.  As for help with the paperwork?  They don't have the manpower.  An appointment wouldn't do more than a mailing.

Still, will have to attempt focus for a bit longer.  On top of all, the account that check had been gong into no longer exists.  On the good side, if all works out, I will be getting four months of that in one dose and all income will be going to one account, or bank anyway, might start a real saving account.  Most will go into saving, some will be for a plumber and faucet and some other minor maintenance.

Do your best.  Never good enough, but then who is... roughly stolen from a fictionocrat, then bent to my ends.  They never believe.  Yet here we are.