A Ray of Light and Hope
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I had another meeting with Social Security workers today. Previously, I had been notified I owed them $12,360! Of course, I went to talk with them about that, and of course I was quickly bound and gagged by red tape. They were still adamant that I owed the big bucks. I officially asked for reconsideration. That was November 3, 2005. On November 4 of the same year, they sent me a letter and huge form asking about my work history... Surely they know more about that than I. They keep detailed computer data on all workers, whereas I can't remember what I did 10 minutes ago!
Immediately, I began calling to make another appointment. I got voice mail. I left a message and waited for a response. I waited for days... Then called again, every day! Still nothing. My messages took on a more urgent tone until finally they called back SIX WEEKS LATER! I was so grateful, I didn't even bother to ask if they were really that far behind on their voice mail.
I dreaded going in for my appointment today, yet was desperate to do so. I needed to clear up this work record thing and find out what was happening about their wild assertion that I somehow had twelve thousand of their dollars. I prayed for strength and patience as I drove to Lodi. I found the office but could not find a way into the parking lot. There was no turn in from the street! I vaguely recalled that I had had a problem on my first visit but could not remember the solution.
After retracing my route and making two unproductive tries, I finally found a way in. Now, I was late. My brain began to bog down, processing ever more slowly. Finally I was sitting at the window of a smiling lady with great hair... and I could not think of why I was there!
The guard came over and said something but I know not what. He frowned, probably expecting a reply, then looked through my purse which sat on a chair next to mine. I suspect I smiled dully because I recall him grinning and shaking his head as he left. Blessedly, the smiling lady in the window had to do something, so I had a few minutes for my brain to return.
Her name was Francine and she took the time to listen to me and to research my case. She was patient, efficient and caring. She explained things well and even wrote the info down so I could take it with me. I plan to write the SSA to let them know how much it meant to me that Francine was a ray of light who offered hope in what was a seemingly hopeless situation. At least now I know why they think I owe them and can counter their claim with why I do not really owe them. It all hinges on a form no one can find... It all relates to whether I opted to draw my retirement at 62 or 65. I know the truth, have stated the truth, but they have yet to believe the truth. Oh well, it's wonderful to understand the problem anyway!
Francine says I will hear from the SSA on their ruling at some future date. Meanwhile, I am blessed to have met her. I hope in some small way I brought a ray of light into her day as she did mine. Thanks, Lord, for Francine!
I had another meeting with Social Security workers today. Previously, I had been notified I owed them $12,360! Of course, I went to talk with them about that, and of course I was quickly bound and gagged by red tape. They were still adamant that I owed the big bucks. I officially asked for reconsideration. That was November 3, 2005. On November 4 of the same year, they sent me a letter and huge form asking about my work history... Surely they know more about that than I. They keep detailed computer data on all workers, whereas I can't remember what I did 10 minutes ago!
Immediately, I began calling to make another appointment. I got voice mail. I left a message and waited for a response. I waited for days... Then called again, every day! Still nothing. My messages took on a more urgent tone until finally they called back SIX WEEKS LATER! I was so grateful, I didn't even bother to ask if they were really that far behind on their voice mail.
I dreaded going in for my appointment today, yet was desperate to do so. I needed to clear up this work record thing and find out what was happening about their wild assertion that I somehow had twelve thousand of their dollars. I prayed for strength and patience as I drove to Lodi. I found the office but could not find a way into the parking lot. There was no turn in from the street! I vaguely recalled that I had had a problem on my first visit but could not remember the solution.
After retracing my route and making two unproductive tries, I finally found a way in. Now, I was late. My brain began to bog down, processing ever more slowly. Finally I was sitting at the window of a smiling lady with great hair... and I could not think of why I was there!
The guard came over and said something but I know not what. He frowned, probably expecting a reply, then looked through my purse which sat on a chair next to mine. I suspect I smiled dully because I recall him grinning and shaking his head as he left. Blessedly, the smiling lady in the window had to do something, so I had a few minutes for my brain to return.
Her name was Francine and she took the time to listen to me and to research my case. She was patient, efficient and caring. She explained things well and even wrote the info down so I could take it with me. I plan to write the SSA to let them know how much it meant to me that Francine was a ray of light who offered hope in what was a seemingly hopeless situation. At least now I know why they think I owe them and can counter their claim with why I do not really owe them. It all hinges on a form no one can find... It all relates to whether I opted to draw my retirement at 62 or 65. I know the truth, have stated the truth, but they have yet to believe the truth. Oh well, it's wonderful to understand the problem anyway!
Francine says I will hear from the SSA on their ruling at some future date. Meanwhile, I am blessed to have met her. I hope in some small way I brought a ray of light into her day as she did mine. Thanks, Lord, for Francine!
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