With static blocking my “God Line” (especially related to social
security), today I decide to inch forward, heading to the closest office, an hour
away, in a rough city. Picking through the inner city streets, trusting GPS, I hear
sirens, and receive a speeding ticket – seems the city speed limit is 25. I
find the building in the middle of “the projects,” looking like a fort,
complete with barbed wire fenced parking lot. I sit in the parking lot, waiting
for the static to clear, watching the interesting people come and go; and I just
can’t face going in. By now, I am so rattled, I get lost several times trying
to get out of there. The worst part - my stomach is so flippy, I can’t eat
gelato. However, that does not deter me from buying (along with some adult
beverage). So, I have concluded that the answer, at least for today is, “Wait –
for ss and gelato.”
