"That's not my job"
This is a story about four member of the body family, named: Every Body; Some Body; Any Body; and No Body. Right, you heard it before, but with so many family members not getting involved in caring for a survivor, it made me bring it out of moth balls.
There was an important job to be done and Every Body was sure that Some Body would do it.
Any Body could have done it, but No Body did it.
Some Body got angry about that, because it was Every Body's job.
Every Body thought Any Body could do it, but No Body realized that Every Body wouldn't do it.
It ended up that Every Body blamed Some Body when No Body did what Any Body could have done
This same story played out today during my visit to the VA headquarters. After visiting several different offices, each handling a different part of my claim and responses, it boiled down to nothing being done. Each awaiting a decision from the other. I wasn't allowed to go on the second floor. Up there, they can't come face to face with claimants. They have to remain unbiased and by the book rules and guidelines.
I guess if they saw me, somebody would feel sorrow and approve my application. I bet working for the CIA couldn't be any more secretative. In many words you are told nothing.
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