Guest Post by Indentured Servant
It’s bad already. I’m having to take over all of my parents affairs and was told by the SSA on the phone that I needed to go to any local SS office to take care of a few things and she gave me a list of documents I needed to bring with me.
I drive around the building looking for a place to park. There’s a brand new multi story parking garage but it is of course, closed. The bestest parking spots were all reserved for employees and the handicapped. I finally find a place on the street and put two tires up on the snow berm to avoid being towed. I notice that I’m parked right across from a perfectly plowed parking lot that is chained at every entrance with a sign saying the lot is closed. So, on a 17 degree, crystal clear, blue sky day I leave my handgun in the car and make my way to the entrance/lobby.
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