Revelation 13:17

It is not often that I lose my mind in public and curse government workers.  Circumstances have to be extenuating, critical, dire. Today was one of those days. In the course of the move and due to my lack of organizational skills, I lost Coleton’s social security card. A card he must have before he gets his license, or so I was told. So, I woke up this morning and stirred the boy out of bed. We loaded in the hoopty to go to the East side of Austin. Upon arrival at the SSA, I looked for the little doo-hickey that spits out your number and assigns your place in line until you are called from behind the wall to visit the great and powerful OZ.

There was no such machine in sight. There was, however, a computer that you are to “sign into” and after doing so, dispenses your ticket. I signed in and retrieved my ticket. Coleton and I searched for 2 empty seats. We were lucky enough to find 2 together between Fred Sanford and June Cleaver. Good enough I thought. Our number was A182 and just called was A155.  Yep, good times. Coleton and I had been people watching, trying to match strangers up with our own family members. There was an hispanic version of my Dad and a midget that looked like John’s sister. Typically good stuff that would keep us entertained for hours, but God himself looked down on me at that very moment and felt sorry for my lack of good blog material of late so he sent Nemer into the scene. I know this was his name because his wife yelled it several times while he was being pummeled by the security officer.

This is the story of Nemer, and Satan’s minions at the AUSTIN SOCIAL SECURITY OFFICE. May you all burn in Hell.

Nemer walked through the door with a folder in hand. I had my eyes locked on him from the very first moment because he was wearing Dale Earnhardt pajamas and his hair was a mess.  I elbowed Coleton and he responded with “Nice”. He was in his late 50’s, I would say, and from the looks of things, not all there.  Coleton gave a chuckle and I commented on how it takes all kinds and that is when the commotion started. Nemer was frustrated at the computer, not able to read and not understanding what was required of him, he started talking loud. “Somebody help me. Somebody help me” over and over again. A little old lady got up to walk over to help him but the security guard got there first.

“Sir you need to sit down and be quiet.” Nemer tried to explain that he didn’t know what to do but the security guard was hostile and rude. He said to Nemer in a very patronizing voice ” What do you want me to do…hold your little hand?? SIT DOWN!” Nemer responded with a “I have never used a fucking computer and I cant read.” Well that was all the security guard needed I guess. He jumped on Nemer and forced him to the ground. With at least 75 people watching the security officer hit Nemer with his baton as Nemer tried to fight back, all the time yelling “I just need to bury my son, my son is dead, I just need help.” I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing. The crowd became violent. People started throwing chairs at the security guard and yelling at him to stop. Nemer’s wife was hysterical and started yelling for someone to dial 911. A siren went off and all of the windows for the workers closed automatically. People were becoming frantic. Two other employees came out in tactical gear and ordered everyone off their cell phones. The crowd wouldn’t back down. The Austin PD soon arrived and took Nemer to the back. I don’t know what happened to him from that point. I do know that the police were taking statements from people who witnessed the event.

After an hour and a half of waiting our number was called. I gave the SS clerk Coleton’s original birth certificate and social security number. With a smile she told me they were no longer accepting birth certificates as proof of identity for a replacement card.

WHAT????

That is the only ”ID” the kid has.

She informed me a driver’s license or state ID is the proof of they will need.

BUT YOU HAVE TO HAVE A SOCIAL SECURITY CARD TO GET A DRIVERS LICENSE OR STATE ID!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh…………. but they will also take medical records as long as they are signed by the doctor and are originals, not a copy.

Yeah assholes, that will be easy to get.

I grabbed my purse and slammed the chair back. On my way out I yelled “Power to Nemer!” And the people applauded. Nazi bastards.

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