May God forgive me for all the unkind things — all right, abusive &
insulting things — I have said about government employees.
At 5:40 pm — note that time! — I got a phone call from a lady at the Dept.
of Labor EBSA (Employee Benefits Security Administration), New York office.
She was sympathetic and helpful way beyond the call of duty, looked up the
offending firm on her database, told me they already have an open review on
them (i.e. I am by no means the first person to complain), and gave me
detailed instructions on how to add my own complaint to the pile.
Bless you, Ma’am. As penance, though I cannot bring myself to stop writing
your employer as the “feddle gummint,” in future I shall at least capitalize
it: “Feddle Gummint.” There.
So let’s see: I have a small private firm displaying gross incompetence and
irresponsibility, and a gummint — sorry, Gummint — department acting with
despatch and consideration after working hours. Does not compute does not
compute…