And yet more UGH

Steve and I have started putting more effort into our arts and crafts business, Batty 4 Arts. There's a local market here that runs the first Saturday of the month, and we really wanted to be involved in it. We've known for a while that it's something we wanted to work towards, so we've been working on stock as well as filing for a license and tax permits, and all the other bull shit that goes along with living in a country so overrun by bureaucracy that you can't even tie your own shoe without first filing the proper forms. 

I had a sudden realization this morning that the next market day, which was our goal to be involved in, is 2 weeks away! In 2 weeks from today, we should be sitting in the market selling our creations, talking to people, and handing out information about us. 

I don't think it's going to happen. 

Honestly, it probably could. Yeah, our business cards are outdated, we don't really have a sign, and we have limited display items. Still, we could probably scrape by. Yes, we don't have any tables or a cash box/register, but we could probably have those items in time. 

The nail in the coffin is that we can't accept cards. We have some fairly big ticket items and people just don't carry cash anymore. I tried to get one of those card readers from Paypal, open our business account through them, but they required a copy of my social security card. Social security administration are a bunch of power hungry wankers who can't do their job properly so they take it out on the general public. I legally changed my name while living in New Zealand. I have the legal name change forms. My driver's license has my new name. My US passport has my new name! When I went to social security to update my card, they claimed to be homeland security, threatened to confiscate my passport and have me arrested for fraud. What!?! 

So, of course, my name on my social security card is different from every other form of id I have. Wouldn't be a problem if this country wasn't so fascinated with a dead form of societal control. Anyway, Paypal's black listed me until I can provide every scrap of information they can think of. I'm surprised they don't ask for a blood sample.  

Why is everything so hard? I truly do believe that someone put a curse on me, or maybe this is punishment for something I did in a past life. I've never heard of anyone else ever having these many complications in every aspect of their life. 

Sometimes it's very hard to not give up.