Monday, March 12, 2007

When the morning cries and you dont know why

I hate traffic wardens. Nah, not the ones who put tickets on your car, but beaurocrats, red tape experts, officials who like to make things tough for you just because they can.

At the end of January I had a letter from the Inland Revenue saying my working tax credits were due to run out because I hadn't completed some 60 page form in triplicate. I had to resubmit my application (which of course they lost) so I filled out another one and sent it back 2 weeks ago. Anyway I phoned them this morning to get an update of the claim and they wouldn't speak to me.

Apparently the details I gave them about myself (name, address, DoB etc) didn't match with the details they had and they would not give me anything to go on as to the reason. I called them 4 times and each time it was the same. Completely unhelpful.

I had to go to the Swansea Tax Office to sort it out. Spend 4 hours sorting it out and found out the problem - for some reason the date of birth they had was 14/6/61. Nice one guys, but do I look 45?

Anyway it looks like I'm finally getting somewhere now. I should get a decision by the end of the week.

Work is going well - I passed my probation and now I'm a permanent employee for.......who?

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