Did you know that the Suffolk County government officials
don’t care about the people who vote for them? They don’t, I’m telling you
because I know first hand. When my friend told me that she was selling her
house and the kids and I had to be out I searched for places to live. I told
you that in other posts. Social Services told me I couldn’t be helped unless we
were in emergency housing. Every other agency I called told me I didn’t qualify
for their programs and referred me to Social Services. My next step was to
contact the local government officials; and I did.
I first contacted the Suffolk County Executive’s office. I
spoke with a receptionist or whoever answers the phones and explained my
situation and everything I’d done to find a place to live up to that point. Her
advice: contact Social Services. I’d already told what Social Services told me
but she just apologized and said there was nothing the executive’s office could
do for me. I didn’t realize receptionists had so much power. So I went to the
next step.
I call the county legislator’s office. I spoke with an aide
there and explained the reason for my call. He took my name and all of my
information, and took notes on what I’d told him – something the chick in the
executive’s office didn’t do. He gave me his name and told me he’d make some
calls and get back to me. That sounded promising so I figured I’d give him a
couple of days to find what he needed and I waited for his call.
I’m not an impatient person by nature; I figure two days is
a proper amount of time to wait for someone to call me back. I got no phone
call so I called the aide back on the third day. I wasn’t happy. I found out he
was on vacation for the next week. Why’d he tell me he’d call back when he knew
he wasn’t going to be in the office? Why didn’t he hand my information to
someone who’d be in the office and let that person help me? You don’t know and
neither do I.
The guy I spoke with that day took my information all over
again and said he’d check the first guy’s desk to see if there was any
information there and that he’d get back to me. He didn’t either and I was fed
up. I had no other choice but to call the assemblyman’s office. The girl who
answered the phone took my information and story again and said she’d call me
back. I waited the two days and had to call her back on the third day. Imagine
that; government offices that don’t return anyone’s phone calls. How sad.
When I called her back she told me that she’d done a little
checking and that she’d given my information to…guess what…the county
legislator’s office. Holy shit!! Unbelievable!! Just like a politician to pass
the buck. She gave me the name of the person she’d given my information to and
told me to call that person if I didn’t hear from the girl first. Of course I didn’t
hear from her, she was much too busy to deal with me; I was a nobody in her
eyes.
So I called her and was told by the person that answered the
phone that the girl was unavailable but would get back to me if I left a
message. I left a message and never heard from her. As a matter of fact, I
never heard from anyone from any of the government offices again. No matter how
many times I called nobody ever got back to me; I was told I’d get return phone
calls but my phone never rang.
It was amazing to me that those officials didn’t give a crap
about the people who voted for them. They didn’t care, and still don’t, because
they’re the same people who made the laws, rules, and regulations that govern the
people who receive government assistance, and they won’t do anything about the
crap that we have to deal with when we’re in the system. Why won’t they do
anything? Because the government makes more money when there are families in
shelters. Yes, they do; and I’ll explain that to you next time.
Until next time…peace to all.
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