Moving to the park, Discovering NYC
Trip Start
Jun 26, 2002
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Trip End
Sep 2002
New York, New York
Thursday, June 27, 2002
After dragging my bags up many flights of stairs, I headed out on an adventure - an adventure to get a Social Security number! This may not sound like the most exciting of things to do, but without this tiny piece of cardboard, the small string of numbers, I would not be able to get a job. At all. It also allows you to pay taxes, of which there are many, joy of joys!
The Social Security office was a little difficult to find, being in a non-descript, unmarked building on the 4th floor. Helpful, guys, very helpful. It was a couple of blocks east of Grand Central Terminal , so I took the opportunity to check out the famous and beautiful building. The terminal is everything you could think of - big, busy and beautiful. Very much like in the movies, but in films you never get to see the highlight of the station - the ceiling. It is covered in an astrological design and is absolutely amazing (for more info on this see here and here for pictures). After hurting my neck staring at the ceiling for such a long time, and feeling like the biggest tourist around, I set off in search of the Social Security office.
I managed to find the building eventually and lodged my application after a few times of being sent to the back of the line to fill in the forms 'properly, ma'am'. Eventually I was told my number and card would be sent out to me soon-ish. Happy enough with that, I was on my way back to the hot streets in no time. Thus ended my foray into the insane bureaucracy of the United States of America.
