Fresh off my battle with TWC, I’m ready to take on the USA.

I’ve spent a lifetime dealing with government agencies.  When I was 16 I got my SSN from the SSA.  At 18 I registered for the draft with the SSS.  That was the year the draft ended, so I guess you could say I dodged that bullet.  And of course, like everyone else I have an annual encounter with the IRS (and given my Tea Party sympathies, that relationship could potentially become more intense).  Chances are this post is being read by some creep with the NSA.  And don’t even get me started on the idiots at TSA.

At 21 I began my civil service career with the USPS.  Twenty-four years later I moved to ED, then finished my career with DOD.  I retired as the GS-15 Director of DHRM for USFK.  Of course, the CPAC (a division of CHRA) screwed up my final pay, and I spent months fighting with DFAS to get that straightened out.

Upon retirement I purchased a house owned by HUD.  They promised to pay for the stolen aircon unit, but at closing they reneged.  Bastards.

My CSRS pension is administered through the OPM, and they’ve been a real nightmare to deal with.  I sent my marriage certificate in three months ago to have my wife added to my BCBS health plan, and they still haven’t managed to take care of that.  Meanwhile, Jee Yeun needs to see a doctor but she has no insurance.  So, that means another phone call and being on hold for 45 minutes to speak to a bureaucrat who will likely be unsympathetic to my plight.

And of course for the past 19 months I’ve been dealing with the division of DHS that handles immigration, USCIS.  It has become apparent that my big mistake was trying to play by the rules.  Had I brought Jee Yeun into the country illegally things would have been a lot easier, and certainly less time consuming.  Ah well, nothing to be done about that now.

I love my Uncle Sam.  I just wish he’d stop fucking me in the ass.  Is that too much to ask?