Tuesday, October 23

Oh, yeah, let's make it BIGGER

So, remember my little visit to the Social Security Administration, back at the beginning of September? Here's a recap, taken from an update in the comments section:

Well, the doctor's office put together a "packet", which they hoped would suffice. It included a vaccination card (which is empty, but it's filled in w/ the required information, and a note on the bottom that we have opted to delay vaccines). The SS lady held it up, *scoffed at me* and said, "And just where, exactly, did you get THIS from?" I got it, exactly, from the child's pediatric office, and it was one item which *your* office expressly cited as "acceptable". She furrowed her brows at me, "It's empty."

Well, hey, she doesn't have to be vaccinated in order to get a ss#. (That'll come later, under Universal Health Care.) I'm providing this as one of YOUR acceptable forms of ID. *big smile*

She wouldn't accept it. I guess it looked fake.

Fortunately, the rest of the packet, although each individual piece of evidence was dismissed, did, when taken as a whole, provide enough information that they couldn't show us the door without more effort than it was worth.

Now she'll send the copy of the original birth certificate (the copy she made, herself, from the original, there in the office) to Montgomery, where they will verify that it is "an exact copy of the original", and then they will mail us the card.

Honestly, if the use and abuse of a social security number were better monitored (and abuses prosecuted) -- if there was any validation for all of this "security", I wouldn't mind so much. But as it stands, they are holding our money (tax refund) hostage until we jump through the mystery hoops. It's ridiculous.


So, we're well past the three week mark. Or the six week mark. We're sneaking up on the eight week mark, and we thought FOR CERTAIN there'd be a social security number waiting for us at the post office. Nope. Not even a hint of a number, or a note, or a Dear John letter. Nothing.

I'd called in the past to check on the status, and every time, I have to hang up after five or six minutes on hold because, well, children get hungry. Or poop. Or mutiny. Today, I hung in there. Thirty three minutes on hold, but I got a human.

A human who has no record of our application, my existence, or EmBaby's birth. Mmmmm, yeah. OK, so this is working well, no? Sure! What else can we put the Federal Gov't in charge of, while we're at it? Gah.

Kiss those babies ~ legal, or not. ;-)
Dy

6 comments:

Jennie C. said...

Oh, no.

Being born in Germany, Delaney needed a Certificate of the Birth of an American Citizen Abroad from the American Embassy, in order to apply for a social security number, in order to apply for a passport so she might someday be able to return to the land of her parents' birth. :-) We waited and waited and waited for the SS card, for weeks! David kept telling me I should call, but I put it off. I knew that the very day I called, it would be in the PO box, but each day...nothing. Finally, he took matters into his own hands and made the long distance, international call. That afternoon, I went to collect the mail, and sure enough, there it was.

Claudia said...

Did they give you a letter that you have applied for your ss card? You should be able to take that down as proof that you DID apply. Fun.

mere said...

Lawsie Mercy!

Leave it the govt and its minions to mess this up. What a load of bovine manure!

Ugh. I'm sorry your having to deal with this mess.

mere

Patty in WA or Rover said...

The mind boggles to think what they could lose if they had the national health care...a person? A kidney? A baby? Gads.

Becca said...

Absolutely incredible. And they're REALLY talking about letting these people run ALL of health care???

Jenni said...

Josh and Na were both born at home and the midwife convinced us we didn't need to file for a ss# right away with Josh. Actually, I think she told us horror stories of the government trying to control our lives--like the ss# is the greatest evidence of that! Anyway, we didn't file for Josh, but we were over it by the time we got to Na. Josh didn't have a ss# until he was 8 and it wasn't a lot of fun proving he exists. We didn't have as much trouble as you, though.

There have been other occasions on which I've had to prove one or the other of my children exists, and it's never fun, especially if your child has never attended a public school or had any vaccinations. The fact that they've been to the doctor and the dentist only when they NEEDed to go (and at least twice a year) is just enough to make government drones suspicious because REAL children aren't that healthy. Thankfully there has always been ONE person with some common sense, even if we had to go through countless numbskulls to get to them.