I have just sweated blood filling out a 15-page application form.
Page after page of questions, some repeated, and at the end an opportunity to upload stuff.
Great, but what stuff, where do I find it, will this do? And so on.
The national insurance number ought to be easy, but it could not be found! It turned up, by accident, in a form in a box. It was not where it ought to be on other forms. The ones I looked through first!
Then the continual 'You missed that bit,' when I had not missed it. I fill it ought and am sent back because other thing inserted have disappeared.
Page after page this goes on.
Some questions take a while to understand what they are talking about. Some goon in an office comes up with these questions which are great, in his little office world, but mean nothing in the real world.
At the end, they suddenly demand copies of things, some of which make no sense to me. I send what I think ought to cover it, but if I get a reply within the next 28 days, I am sure questions will be asked by some young goon using her phone.
That joins on to the wander to Sainsburys this morning.
All straight forward and shocked at how much I was paying, especially as I forgot some things.
Hobbling to the shop, I met my neighbour.
They have been given 2 months to leave! Why? Something about fixing rot under the floor. I suspect this is because she wants to increase the rent to £900 a month. Now I am expecting her to turn on me soon, possibly a letter at the start of the month. I know she is desperate to do up this flat.
What will I do? I have no idea. We wait and see.
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