I know I always write about how much I hate Connecticut, or as I like to call it, Crapnecticut, but today was I ever proven correct as too why it sucks so bad. First of all, my food stamps got cancelled, yeah, I get them and no I won't apologize for it. I mean if she who shall not be written about qualifies for them, since she popped out of her moms vag, ew I even grossed myself out with that one, than why shouldn't I? Between my two bank accounts I have like, negative $1,500, and probably over $15,000 in credit card debt. Why? Because I make terrible life choices and try to help shitty people who don't deserve it. Yes, I'm talking about the ex wife and she who shall not be written about. But they decided to mail my letter on March 6th, telling me they were cancelled as of February 28th, and also sent me a letter saying I had to do a phone interview as part of the renewal process on Friday night March 3rd, when they are only open M-F 8-4. Did I mention the phone interview had to be done by March 7th. So just to make sure they weren't cancelled, which turns out not to matter, I called them at 2:30 on Monday March 6th, to sound like my best disabled friend, I shit you not I was on hold and did not get to do the phone interview until 3:55, but keep in mind they close at 4. Luckily, the interview only took a minute or two. However, when I called today, ready for what the problem was?! I didn't send them a tax return for selling items on Ebay and being a Journalist. First of all, I make no where near $600 a year, the amount you have to make to file a tax return for a job doing either one of those things. And second, they said I made an average of $6.52 a month being a Journalist in 2015. Holy shit, somebody call President Trump because apparently I'm committing Tax Fraud and illegal wire taps with my $6.52 a month in Journalism profits. I know this blog is terrible and lots of fucked up people like reading it, but trust me, I don't make shit writing it.
Good Lord, no wonder everybody flees this state as fast as they can. Every time I watch a sports show with a former ESPN personality, they always say how happy they are to be out of Connecticut and in warm California, especially during the winters. In my lifetime we had one professional sports team worth writing about, and they even left 20 years ago for North Carolina! Have you been to North Carolina?! Even people who live there, don't want to live there, never mind play hockey. All they care about is their trailer park insurance, keeping their guns, no tobacco taxes, and who won the Nascar race last Sunday. Ironically, the Carolina Hurricanes, who used to be the Hartford Whalers, are rumored to be looking to move out of North Carolina too. Our Governor is so dumb, he thinks that somehow he can get the New York Islanders to move here.... Sure Malloy, they'll come here as soon as the Whalers come back. You can't even build a fucking baseball stadium in Hartford correctly after 3 years, and you think an NHL team is gonna look at that and say "Yeah, I cant wait to play in that building that also used to be a mall and had its roof collapse 35 years ago".
When I think hockey, I always think, "where can I get a good pair of pants after the game". And possibly die of crush injuries. Yeah yeah they fixed the roof and the malls gone now but that's not the point!
Just to show how dumb and useless the people that work for this state are, when I called today to see why my food stamps were cancelled I was again on hold from 2:30-3:30. Then I was told to call another number to reset my online password to upload a letter I had to write and sign saying I did not make enough money through selling items on Ebay and being a Journalist to not qualify for food stamps as of the first of this year and date it. Yep, apparently that $6.52 a month really makes all the difference to the state of CT. If I could get $150 a month so I dont starve my fat ass to death. Apparently, for she who shall not be written about with her drug, mental health, bastard child problems, its no problem for her to sit on the couch stoned every month and get them, fuck maybe I'll just pop out a few kids so I can get more money like she did. Then I call the number to reset my password, and it told me to call the wrong number. Then the bitch on the phone at that number, who was incredibly rude, told me to call a different number. Yeah, so I call that number, I get some angry guy on the phone who keeps yelling he can't hear or understand me. Well yeah asshole you cant hear or understand me on the phone because of my disability. But you wont talk to my workers because the account is in my name, so what the fuck would you like me to do. So when I ever so nicely asked if I could talk to someone who wasnt mentally retarded on the phone, he put me on hold and then hung up. Ironically when I called back, the Indian guy who answered had no problem understanding me. Do you think my password reset worked then? Of course not! Luckily that office is open until 5, so I had to call again at 4:30 to reset it again. It finally worked, and I uploaded the letter I wrote, but of course by the time I did all this, it as after 5. So I'm going to have to call again tomorrow, to see if the letter properly uploaded online, and probably be on hold for another 60-90 minutes. Don't worry I also mailed a copy of the letter and made copies of it because it's the state and I'm sure they will lose it! All this just to get $152 a month in foodstamps. Yeah, other states may not have services, but if they are as hard to access and get to as Connecticuts, then what difference does it make. I'm going into the amatuer porn business. With all the random nude photos and vids I get from random bitches who feel sorry for my fat crippled ass, and once I start making money from it, I'm paying off my debts and getting the fuck out of here faster than a baby pops out of she who shall not be written about's vagina! Sadly, I wish I was kidding but I'm not. Donate to my gofundme if you don't feel like being a dick, at least this way I can live in my new wheelchair van in Florida!
gofundme.com/robertsnewvan
IF you wanna know where I'm performing check older blog posts, not that anyone ever comes to see me anyways.
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