Friday 20 August 2010

Speeding Piggy Challenges Speed Gun

Ah yes, The Daily Mail; hateful, ranting and paranoid, everything I look for in a good paper.

A senior police woman was caught at 79 miles per hour in a 50 zone. Naughty, naughty. She is now challenging the accuracy of the speed gun. Excellent. Everyone ever caught speeding read this: Speed guns don't work

Wednesday 18 August 2010

Tax Credit Issues

So, I'm stuck mooching off the government after some poor choices (the poorest of which was to not stand up to my mother who lied to the school when I was 16 thus making it impossible to continue in my medical career and to not stand up to her every time she threatened my past employers). Yesterday, no tax credits, but that is alright - sometimes they go into my bank account a bit late. Today, still no tax credits. I phoned them as any reasonable person would do, only to be told that they never received my renewal form (which I sent off way back in May). So I'm without any money, which I wouldn't really care about, but I now have a child. And as happy as I am to freegan (yes, I use to be a freegan, living with my mother who prevented me from working and spent my student loans meant I had to do it to live) it, I don't think it is fair on my child to rely upon what people throw away. Basically I need to acquire some money so I can feed my kid. I phone the Crisis Loan people. After spending well over an hour trying to get through I am finally put on hold for 45 minutes. As soon as the bitch (yes, she was a super-bitch, worse than Kyle's mom) comes on the phone I tell her "I haven't received my tax credits..." Well the fucking bitch wouldn't even let me finish my sentence she just jumped right on in shouting at me saying that "we've received an email saying not to give crisis loans to tax credit people they are handling it" then hung up. So, my ex-partner is currently on the phone with the tax credit people (who, I might add never changed my details when I phoned up to change them and obviously never renewed my tax credits). Hopefully we'll be able to get some food soon. But the way everything is run and not done around here I doubt it. I've had enough. I wish I could get a job, but now I'm far away from my mother there are no jobs (yes, I really mean NO jobs, don't believe me, look it up) for people with perfect work histories, let alone someone who has a terrible employment record. I have an unfinished novel, but an unfinished novel ain't exactly going to put food on my table tonight.