Happenings at Home or "Do Your Job!"

     Machiavelli---Take Note

     I remain at home, but examples of people sloughing off come to me anyway.

1) I asked about exemptions from the Town, and the response was to another issue altogether.  ( Do the job. The researcher should know where and what is being researched before rendering a conclusion.

2) County Waste did not pick up the waste today because the wind had blown the container sideways in the driveway.  (Do your job, hop off the truck for a few seconds.

3) Daughter and grandson brought Maybe to the vet's today, but they were unable to do her blood work because she "wouldn't cooperate." (Do the job. Have somebody hold the darn animal, somebody not afraid of cats.

4) After several virtual visits to Social Security, I was informed that the paperwork had "gone sideways" and the mistake would be corrected.  A letter confirmed the findings. But  a subsequent letter said there was an error, and the amount would be less. Calls* to both the Jamaica office and the Troy office acknowledged that the latest letter made no sense; they couldn't explain it. SO, another call to the local office, where the agent said she would send me a letter confirming what we both knew was correct. Fine.

    The letter from SSA arrived today and all seemed well. But as I leafed through the stapled pages, I detected incorrect information. Listed as my previous employment was a list of about a dozen employers, none of which I'd certainly not worked for, some even unheard of. Looking more closely, I saw another person's name on the pages stapled to mine. That person had a limited number of days to respond to the letter, so I kindly called to advise of above. That certainly got the attention of the agent. She said that was never supposed to happen, and in detail tried to explain how it could have, even saying things there were a mess. She asked if I would return it. I said you should probably send the named person another letter, and I'd just destroy it. BUT, she said it's a security matter and they'd like it back. I said ok. A short time later, another agent, very serious, called and asked for a lot of information. I couldn't see that mine was relevant but answered anyway. He said he would send me a postage paid envelope for the return of what he called the "misdirected letter." I had to insert that it wasn't really misdirected. It was in the envelope addressed to me, even stapled to my letter. I asked both agents if it were possible that my letter also went to the other  person as well. They both assured me that no, that could never happen. Well, no, not if people Do Their Jobs.

And:

    The Tomcat Snap Trap says it kills mice, but one got in there today, and I had to wait for it to die. (Your job is to kill mice, not torture them.

   I just received a call from Ralph Tate from Amazon saying there was a charge of $1460 on my account and I should call if I wished to dispute it. (Whose job are you doing?