If we get one more call (all of them before noon, by the way, adding insult to indignity) from the Housing Authority of the City of Los Angeles requesting that I supply them w/ a piece of white paper w/ various arcane marks & symbols on it, no one will be safe!!
Last time they wanted to copy a piece of paper they'd had, but somehow lost; this time, it's personal information, from an agency of the federal gov't., & a federally-chartered financial institution.
Get this (And get it good!!) you bureaucratic fucks: We're disabled. That means it's all we can do to get up from the floor we sleep on & sit here at the devil-box for 16-18 hours a day, let alone obtain personal documents from various institutions (This involves leaving our "studio" & being in the same space w/ non-digital — or "actual" — humanoids. The horror.) & provide them to you! This is it. Last time. You'll have to pry whatever else you want of us from our cold dead fingers, y'hear?
Get this (And get it good!!) you bureaucratic fucks: We're disabled. That means it's all we can do to get up from the floor we sleep on & sit here at the devil-box for 16-18 hours a day, let alone obtain personal documents from various institutions (This involves leaving our "studio" & being in the same space w/ non-digital — or "actual" — humanoids. The horror.) & provide them to you! This is it. Last time. You'll have to pry whatever else you want of us from our cold dead fingers, y'hear?
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