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| About I love trying out new things, especially when it comes to internet technology. I never really kept a journal, but it's something that I've always wanted to do. Now, everybody will get a chance to look inside my twisted, and somewhat-warped mind.
I've also subscribed to Audio Blog, so a few times a week, I'll leave actual voice blogs. Very cool!XML Newsfeed |
Monday, March 13, 2006
Update to My SSN RantKnowing how a lack of SSN for Angelina ruined my weekend, Danielle took it upon herself to resolve this issue to prevent filing an extension. Boy she works fast! It looks like the half-wits aren't the ones at St. John's Hospital, but at the Social Security Administration. So instead of updating/deleting my post below, I'll just take a big spoonful or crow, and eat my words. St. John's Hospital had nothing to do with a five month wait for Angelina's SSN (perhaps). It's probably the half-wits at the Social Security Administration. Danielle went to Secratary of State to see what she needs to do to get Angelina's SSN. Well, a number was issued... we just didn't get the card. A birth certificate (and the fact that Danielle brought Angelina with her) wasn't enough. They wanted to see the placenta. Not really, but they needed a hospital bill or some other proof of birth. Can you believe that? Lesson learned: save the placenta and bring that. So Danielle came back, presented a hospital bill, and they were able to tell her Angelina's SSN. Good for me, since I was able to submit my taxes tonight. One down, two to go. I still have to do both of our parents' tax returns. I love tax season. posted by Dino at 8:01 PM (permanent link) (0) comments Sunday, March 12, 2006
The Halfwits of St. John's HospitalTypically, per IRS.gov, it takes two weeks to get a social security number from the Social Security Administration. Let's see... Angelina was born on October 9, 2005. We put our faith in the mentally-handicapped halfwits that work at St. John's Hospital administration department, to process that elementary task. It's March 12, 2006, and I don't have a social security number for Angelina. What does that mean to me? Well, it means that I can't complete my mother f'ing taxes until I get a social security number for her. Do you think that I'll get one by mid-April? It's highly doubtful. I spent all f'ing weekend finishing up my taxes, and now I'm stalled waiting for a mother f'ing social security number. My problem: if people did the job they're supposed to do when they're supposed to do it, I wouldn't have problems. Now I'm going to have to file an extension. In the meantime, I want to personally talk to the retard at St. John's that handles processing social security applications. Then, get them fired, and replace them with a half-retarded chimpanze. I can't wait. posted by Dino at 11:12 PM (permanent link) (0) comments |