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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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Settle in it's going to be a long one.
Many moons ago I worked for the overseas department of the DWP. I dealt mainly with Widows benefit and Retirement stuff but we shared an office with the people who dealt with invalidity benefit.
It was the the last day before the easter break and I was due to leave work and set off for Paris for an Easter weekend with the girlfriend (little did she know I had the engagement ring ready to propose in the Hall of Mirrors at Versailles, but that's another story).
At 3.15 I got a call from the front gate to say a bloke from Malta was there wanting to sort out his benefits and could someone see him. This was Maundy thursday afternoon and I had only stayed on to save myself a half days leave.
So off I went to the interview room to see if I could get him sorted out. When I got there it was easy to see he was severely handicapped in the physical sense. Spondylising Ankylosis will do that.
Unfortunately it was invalidity benefit he needed to see someone about and there would be no-one available until the Tuesday. His face fell and he asked what he was going to do. We discovered he had some money with him, enough to see him through until the tuesday.
However he was on his own in a strange city (Newcastle of all places) and didn't know where to go or what to do. So I went and got my gear and took him to Jesmond where there are a lot of Bed and Breakfast places and sorted him out. Good deed done? Not quite.
I gave him the name and phone number of someone who would deal with his claim on an urgent, immediate payment basis. I also told him he was not to accept any delays or excuses and he was to refuse to leave until he got his money
(through no fault of his own he had waited over 6 months for his claim to be sorted).
With that I bade him goodbye and started off on a journey which end up with me being engaged and very happy.However.
When I got back to work I discovered my actions hadn't went down too well as significant work had been created for one of the lazy jobsworths. But the bloke got his money and my boss kept me out of it so all was well.
(, Fri 28 May 2010, 15:35, 1 reply, 16 years ago)
is what I say to THE CHICKS.
(, Fri 28 May 2010, 15:37, Reply)
It's that crestfallen look of disappointment that does it.
(, Fri 28 May 2010, 15:42, Reply)
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