Hello Mr. Cart, why are you sitting in front of Mr. Horse?
Because we're dealing with federal governmental bureaucracies, that's why.
So, after Mr. Mav's successful doctor's appointment, we have heard exactly bugger-all from the Agency-Which-Shall-Not-Be-Named, not really very surprising, just a bit frustrating.
Now, one or the other of us are here in the house around the clock. However, yesterday, we both drove into our little town to drop off his car for repair. [He ripped off the grille and its undercarriage backing over a snow drift while it was still a bit too high]. Then we went to the store. We were gone for no more than 45 minutes. So, let's review, yesterday we were at home, with ready access to the home phone for 23 hours and 15 minutes. Naturally, we had a message waiting for us when we got home.
Was it a message from the Voldemort Agency No, it was from one of their private contractors. Okay, that's fine. What is the primary function of this private contractor? To help find work from home jobs to supplement the disabled person's income.
Therefore, someone, somewhere in the massive bureaucracy has conceded that himself is, in fact, not capable of returning to work. They just haven't notified us in any way, shape, or form. We're still waiting for the letter telling us when and where the independent medical exam which determines the degree of disability Mr. Mav suffered, which is the first official step toward retirement, will take place.
Idiots!
So, after Mr. Mav's successful doctor's appointment, we have heard exactly bugger-all from the Agency-Which-Shall-Not-Be-Named, not really very surprising, just a bit frustrating.
Now, one or the other of us are here in the house around the clock. However, yesterday, we both drove into our little town to drop off his car for repair. [He ripped off the grille and its undercarriage backing over a snow drift while it was still a bit too high]. Then we went to the store. We were gone for no more than 45 minutes. So, let's review, yesterday we were at home, with ready access to the home phone for 23 hours and 15 minutes. Naturally, we had a message waiting for us when we got home.
Was it a message from the Voldemort Agency No, it was from one of their private contractors. Okay, that's fine. What is the primary function of this private contractor? To help find work from home jobs to supplement the disabled person's income.
Therefore, someone, somewhere in the massive bureaucracy has conceded that himself is, in fact, not capable of returning to work. They just haven't notified us in any way, shape, or form. We're still waiting for the letter telling us when and where the independent medical exam which determines the degree of disability Mr. Mav suffered, which is the first official step toward retirement, will take place.
Idiots!