hummingwolf | (no subject)

Somebody please wake me up. I'm sure this is all some ridiculous dream.

How on Earth am I supposed to apply for a job or government benefits without a Social Security card? I know I had the card recently. There's no way the card couldn't be here, and yet it persists in not being here. I've looked everyplace it could be and several places it couldn't. I've called the one place that might've asked to see it recently, and they don't have it. So now I get to apply for a new one--and in the meantime, I don't get to apply for anything else.

Please, please wake me up. I'm not enjoying this dream.

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Grf. I keep trying to figure out where I put the dang thing, and I keep coming back to the same places it's not. Hoping against hope that it really is here in my room someplace if only I could remember where. Alas, it looks like I'll have to deal with Social Security and the Accursed Voice Mail again.

The way I've been ransacking my room, it really does look like a tornado's hit. This does not bode well for finding anything else I may need.

Okay, I tell myself, take slow, deep breaths. Stop thinking about the dire financial situation and focus a bit more on how wonderful your friends are.

Good. Feeling better now... until I see my room again, remember why it looks like this, and get all hyperventilated again.

I so don't want to have to deal with Social Security again...

I keep wanting to make more and more posts about this, which is insane because I really have nothing new to say. So I keep adding meaningless drivel to this post instead. It's either type maniacally (in between attacks upon my belongings to try to find an elusive card) or scream, and I'm afraid the screaming might frighten the newest housemates.

There really isn't any way for that card not to be here, dang it. I know exactly where it is, I'm just not seeing it there. So if it's here where it must be, how did it become invisible?

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Okay, ransacking my room clearly isn't helping. Must stop obsessing about this and think about something else for a while--maybe then I can come back to the search with a clear head and deal with things rationally. For now, must think about something else.

You people need to post more.

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You need the card itself and not just the number?

Because I don't think I've ever had to show the card, just provide the number, which you probably know or have elsewhere...

The woman I was supposed to meet with an hour from now wants the card itself, as do the people at Social Services. There is no way I can't have that card, unless I've been transported to some alternate universe again. Gah, I hate when that happens.

I think something in my previous comment was unclear, but when I wanted to clarify, I forgot what it was. The border from frustration to insanity may have been crossed. I'm peeved.

My daughter was hired for a job a couple months ago and they wanted the actual card, too. I think she went on line to get it sent to her, if that helps. I remember it took about a week to get it. Hang in there, girlfriend. It'll work out. It will.

awww sheeeit :(

did you try taking a break, get out of your apt?

when i'm trying to find something and get panicked and it's not anywehre i am positive it should be, i have to walk away from it and calm down and then sometimes i can find it or often i'll find it in a stack i already sifted thru twice.

i can never find important docs like that... usually i hide them in case someone robs my place, and then i wind up hiding it from myself cuz i can never remember where i hid them.. ;) (see - laugh at me and forget your predicament!! *look at me* *look at me*!!! /me makes googlie faces... /face suddenly sticks that way *gahh*)

hey at least it's a brief reprieve from the eeeevil itch biz clothes! (??)

sorry. that's all i've got. laugh at me, and postponed itchiness.

/me hands you virtual cookies and cold ibc root beer.

mmm....rooot beeeer....

You may borrow my amazing thing-finder... it has 100% accuracy.... but we'd need to do it on AIM or ICQ.

The sad part is that I was already wearing the evil itch biz clothes by the time I realized the card had pulled a disappearing act. Heck, I showered *twice* this morning, so you know I was serious about getting ready to go to this place! I was nervous about it, granted, but I didn't want to get all ready and then not go. Grr. I hate preparing for things that end up not happening after all.

/me gratefully accepts the cookies & root beer.

Mmm... coooooookieeeee...

Thanks! :-)

It'll work out. It will.

Thanks. I certainly hopes it works out... I'd like to see something go according to plan for a change. That hasn't happened in a long while.