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Laundry Update

The laundry wasn’t so bad.  I was able to fit about 3/4 of my laundry bag full of underwear and socks into the pillowcase, and they didn’t turn out too badly.  The worst thing that happened was that when the security guard took me to get my laundry, he let me stay upstairs when he saw my cane and bags, and brought up the wrong bag with the right number.  I went down and saw why they don’t have people going down there.  The ceiling is so low that they’d be opening themselves to liability lawsuits, and you have to keep stepping over and ducking under pipes to get to the laundry room. As bad as the setup is, if they made the area public, someone would surely get hurt.  I don’t think signage would be adequate to make it OK. I guess I can put down my outerwear on Tuesday, especially since I have an interview that day and will be wearing a suit rather than my black jeans.

The bedrooms at the shelter are a very dark tan, darker than coffee ice cream but like coffee mildly creamed.  My sheets are a lighter tan than that (they provided them, but that isn’t typical), so it was easy to find it.  I pulled it out and showed that mine had tag #4, just like I said.  For some reason, they had more than one tag #4 in the security booth.

I hope this will be my last shelter, even though it’s a step up from the others.  As long as I don’t get written up for my medication or my non-appearance at the “mandatory” relapse prevention meetings and so forth, my only major complaint that I haven’t noted here is my bed itself, which is like lying on a mesh of springs wrapped in vinyl, even though, unlike at my other shelters, there is actually a box spring below it.

The shelter is a bit more welcoming t the entrance than some others–the walls are cool blue and it smells like a bowling alley.  The handbook even says that visitors are encouraged in the common areas during the day.  We are not forced to leave the building, although this reduces the meal windows to an hour, so I’ve yet to have any meal at the shelter other than breakfast at the shelter, and my SNAP benefits, which replenish on the 8th, are nearly gone (I think I have about $10 left as I write this).  I’m also conserving Metrocards, since my 30-day unlimited ran out yesterday, and I don’t have any money for another one other than drawing off my savings, which is down to just over $1,100 because I had to pay for my storage last month.  I’m glad I checked at the Apple Store before going to see The Winter’s Tale at Riverside Park, since it closed last weekend.  Daniela Robles (my contact at MFY Legal said that I could name her as long as I don’t post her direct line or e-mail address, a courtesy I don’t give to people who are clearly not on my side) told me that the HRA worker was wrong for not submitting my storage request.  HRA found that I was eligible and restored my lost benefits, but without the paperwork that I had filed a request (I did present the residency letter and receipt to the worker), they refused to reimburse me for my August storage.  Ms. Robles said that next time I should insist that they do so (my arrest last year inhibited me), ask to see a supervisor if they refuse, and call her if the supervisor refuses, because they are required by law to at least accept the request under their formal procedures.  This is why I say that DHS owes me, because it was the lies of DHS employees Angelica Jiménez and Natalya Castro that caused my public assistance case to be closed and make it necessary to draw off my savings to pay for storage.

It’s nothing but pure cronyism that the government is willing to pay $3,773.75 each month to keep me in the system and pay for my storage, when keeping me in my apartment at $1,018.75, or whatever the Rent Guidelines Board allowed the landlord to jack it up to, would be so much less expensive, and more conducive to me working.  Since so many jobs in my skill set require telecommuting, needing a third party for computer access is a serious barrier to employment.  They act like they’re helping me when they make me sit through a recruitment session at which 100% of the jobs require constant standing and often heavy lifting, things they have on file that I can’t be doing for extended periods of time.  No rational, reasonable person would consider that “help,” nor is it “job development” to have someone look up jobs for me on Google and Craigslist as though I’m not capable of doing that myself, nor willing to do that myself.  To be a job developer is to have connections, and when job developers don’t have these, they are getting paid for what I do for free.

Competence and Employment Are Unrelated

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 The Orthodox Jew used to call Ivette Carasquillo “Turdette” before she got transferred to NAICA’s Anthony Avenue annex.  The woman who took over her seat (I never got her name, and I’m no longer there) is obviously more competent than me because she is employed, at least according to dumb right-wingers.  To them, “To whom it my concern” is an appropriate introduction, and “This letter is to whom the Bronx  Park Ave Men Shelter, that Scott Hutchins resides at Bronx Park av Shelter,” is a more coherent sentence than anything ever written on my blog, and that a resident signature rather than a case manager’s signature is the appropriate way to send a residency letter.  Needless to say, I asked someone else to do it because I knew that there was no way that HRA would accept the above letter of residency.  But of course, this gargantuanly obese woman is more qualified for her job than I am.

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The woman in the above photo is no longer my friend.  She has been holding a grudge against me for more than four years because she alleges that I have been interfering with her and her late mother’s IMDb pages against her wishes.  The reality is that I did nothing with either page after she asked me not to do so.  I got a very angry letter from her on LinkedIn, which I thought about posting here to shame her, but I still consider her my friend even if she doesn’t consider me so.  It’s very sad that she blames me for IMDb being notoriously difficult with which to work (of course, she is not having employment issues).  Numerous celebrities have had fights with IMDb about wanting their credits removed from certain films, attempting to take ownership of their “resume,” whereas IMDb is a complete database, and does offer resume services to IMDb Pro customers, although it doesn’t affect their databases.

The main reason that I post this picture is because some of my Twitter cyberbullies found it and started saying that I either don’t brush my teeth or don’t know how to brush my teeth, and this is a rare photo of me in which my smile shows my teeth.  Because of their appearance, I prefer to do closed-moth smiles in pictures.  I encountered a crazy old man at a soup kitchen months ago who kept telling me to brush my teeth, and it didn’t get a rise out of me, because it was easier to dismiss him as an idiot than someone online.  I was reminded of this when a 7 year-old in our party at the Eric Garner rally kept telling me that the yellow would go away if I simply brushed my teeth.  Given that this was a seven year-old, I had no difficulty emotionally when I could not get through to her that this simply will not work in my case.  Any interviewer who declined to hire me based on this belief, however, is far more at fault for my homelessness than I am, since the basis of their opinion is completely false, invalidating such an opinion, or they’re just plutocrats who judge me for not having funds, perpetuating a cycle of lack of funds for me.

My mother says that I lied about the tetracycline on a previous blog entry.  That was a guess made by Richard Kang, M.D., whose specialty is pain management, and considered plausible by Uche Akwuba, D.O., my former primary care doctor (he is no longer working for Montefiore, but set up a private practice without telling the clinic where, which is why I’m now at St. Barnabas).  I do not know if penicillin, which my mother says is the medication I took for an ear infection when I was a toddler,   is capable of doing this in allergic people.  I learned of my penicillin allergy when I was about 14 and was prescribed a derivative called Amoxicillin for an early stage of pneumonia.  When it gave me hives, I was switched to erythromycin.  Nevertheless, no dentist thinks that yellow is ever coming off, and I’ve seen several since coming to New York.  (I lost count because I’m currently seen at St. Barnabas Hospital’s dental department, and their dentists graduate).  I was supposed to get composite material put on the yellow stains a few weeks ago, but they really needed me to buy whitening strips to attempt to lighten the area around it and make for an easier match, but because a box of whitening strips cost 7/8 of a current month’s income right now, I can’t do it.

I have a woman friend who tells me that I am unusually handsome, and that that is why my teeth are so off-putting, because it looks like a mismatch.  She compared me with a current British TV star, Ed Gamble from Almost Royal, although I think he looks more like John Linnell or Dave Foley.  She also told me that her husband did commercial work when he was younger, but his teeth kept him in “working class” roles, like a guy buying a wedding ring at Sears.  Their senior photos are on the mantle, so it’s not hard to imagine him in such a role.  I tried to find the commercial on YouTube, but I couldn’t find it.

Of course, I would understand it if I were going for acting gigs, but I haven’t done so.  She says that my teeth conflict with the  white collar image and keeps me out of those jobs too, so thanks, Mom and Dad, for those braces that everyone said that I needed but you.  A right-wing nutjob made a circular argument (I would call it ridiculous, but that would be redundant) about how I need to invest thousands of dollars I don’t have on my teeth in order to get the job, and when I asked where I was supposed to get the money, he said by getting the job that I need my teeth fixed to do.  Right-wingers specialize in circular arguments, which are inherently illogical.  They keep accusing me of putting words into their mouths, which I do when it is logical to do so, most often with the transactional axiom of equality, which they seem to be too stupid to understand.  That’s the one that says if a=b and b=c, therefore a=c.  They keep insisting that a≠c and calling me a liar for saying that it does, even if they’ll admit that a=b and b=c.  They all think that they are more intelligent than me because they are employed, but they can’t even follow a logical argument.

Confusing Paul Jardine

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Message Type: Complaint
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M/M: Mr.
First Name: Scott
Middle Name: A
Last Name: Hutchins
Company: The Bowery Mission Transitional Center
Street Address: 45-51 Avenue D
Address Number: 306
City: New York
State: NY
Country: United States
Work Phone #: 10009
Email Address: scottandrewhutchins@yahoo.com
Message: Paul Jardine probably will not be able to understand this because of his limited reading comprehension skills, but I object to this shelters laundry policy. They wash whatever we can fit into a pillowcase. I should be in a shelter at which I can do as much laundry as I see fit without paying. I did not see fit to complain until HRA incompetence and laziness cost me the job that I was supposed to start this morning. Of course, because we have private rooms here, I do not wish to change shelters. I just want to be able to do my laundry thoroughly and efficiently without drawing off my 45 a month in public assistance, which I need for transportation. At Bellevue, Eddie Harris, and Bronx Park Ave, we did it ourselves for free. The only reason I didnt complain about Third Streets 10 garment full service policy is because I was on unemployment at the time and could afford to take it to the laundromat.

Paul Jardine probably will not be able to understand this because of his limited reading comprehension skills, but I object to this shelter’s laundry policy. They wash whatever we can fit into a pillowcase. I should be in a shelter at which I can do as much laundry as I see fit without paying. I did not see fit to complain until HRA incompetence and laziness cost me the job that I was supposed to start this morning. Of course, because we have private rooms here, I do not wish to change shelters. I just want to be able to do my laundry thoroughly and efficiently without drawing off my $45 a month in public assistance, which I need for transportation. At Bellevue, Eddie Harris, and Bronx Park Ave, we did it ourselves for free. The only reason I didn’t complain about Third Street’s 10 garment full service policy is because I was on unemployment at the time and could afford to take it to the laundromat.

A System Set Up for Us to Fail

The one problem with starting my new position on August 11 was the BEV review, without which, I could not continue to receive Medicaid, as the job does not provide benefits, and, for example, Oxybutynin ER costs $189 out of pocket (not to be confused with Oxybutynin, which Target sells for $5, and doesn’t work on me in any dosage).   I called the rescheduling line (718-254-0400), and they said that they could postpone the BEV review, but not allow me to have it earlier.  I was given another line to call (718-752-7001), but the woman who answered said that she couldn’t help either.  She gave me the lines for Ms. Espinal (718-784-6900), and her supervisor, Thomas Lucas (718-752-7979).  I left a voice mail with the former.  I got the latter on the line, and he asked me for the 718-752-7001 number and then told me to call him back in twenty minutes.  Twenty minutes later, I called him, and he said, in a very condescending voice, “I don’t reschedule appointments. Thank you. Goodbye,” and hung up before I could get another word in.  When I was at HRA to turn in documentation, the receptionist told me that I could not reschedule the appointment earlier.  The worker to whom I turned in the documentation spoke to someone there, and got the same response.  She said that she wasn’t going to send me to the fourth floor without Mr. Lucas’s OK, and that it was extremely important to make my appointment on Monday.

I called my contact at the staffing service and said that there was no way to reschedule this appointment, because seven HRA workers had said that it could not be done, including the supervisor.  My contact at MFY Legal Services, whose specialty is benefits, said that the reality is that their software does not allow them to move the appointment earlier.  I finally got the OK to start Tuesday at 11:44 AM Friday, but then at 3:50 this afternoon got notice that the position had been canceled.  I believe I lost the job because Thomas Lucas is too lazy and unprofessional to do his job properly, and will continue to believe so unless something other than the move of my start date to Tuesday is the cause of the end of the position. Thus, I have another piece of evidence that my homelessness is entirely the fault of others.

Today, I also received notice that I was past due on my student loan payment.  When I logged in, I discovered that no one had bothered to tell me that my July 8 unemployment deferment had been denied because I am no longer receiving unemployment benefits, so I had to submit an economic hardship deferment instead.

This reminds me of the Rutgers situation I learned about from Occupy meetings.  A married couple of professors at the highest non-managerial pay rate at Rutgers have too much student loan debt to live in the middle class part of town, so the university hires professors from Europe and Asia, whose educations were paid for entirely by their home country’s government. They don’t want to have their professors living in lower class neighborhoods, and instead of paying more, they simply look elsewhere for their hires.

If the United States government wasn’t too busy kowtowing to the wealthy crybabies who fund them instead of doing the will of the people whom they supposedly represent, all student loan debts would be paid by the government, and all education going forward would be paid by the government the way it is done in social democracies such as Germany, Japan, and India. At the very least, they need to repeal the unconstitutional law that prevents discharge of student loans in bankruptcy.  The link in the previous sentence links to my commentary on Moe Tkacik’s Reuters article exposing this unconstitutionality. She (Moe is short for Maureen) and I met at an Occupy meeting in early January. I asked for permission to quote some things from her e-mail to me, but she never responded to give me consent, so I never did so. She said in person that she thinks that the reasons I can’t find a job is because employers today want employees who are malleable, sycophantic, and shallow, and that these traits are impossible to fake. I never thought of, nor was I raised to believe, that being sycophantic or shallow as positive traits, and I don’t think that I’m not malleable. She gave up her journalism job (top paid at her firm and a name journalist in the D.C. area) because working at a restaurant paid her more. Until she learned of my leg and foot neuropathy, she thought that I should get a job at a French restaurant since I speak French rather than Spanish, which is pretty much essential these days for any restaurant job. She said that I was essentially fucked because these jobs are impractical in my condition. I looked up success rate for Lyrica and Gabapentin, and it turns out it’s only around 60%, which means I’m not exactly weird for these medications not improving my condition. I guess the one good thing about not having this job is that I can go to physical therapy, although the physical therapy I received in 2005-6 did absolutely nothing to improve my condition–only chiropractic did that.

What we have is someone with connections whose only job is to sit back and get a paycheck because he has connections (Lucas’s LinkedIn profile mentions he was in a rotary club in Houston prior to becoming a supervisor at HRA) choosing not to work and costing me a job. This is a clear-cut case of why my homelessness is a systemic issue based upon the choices of the rich.

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Transferred to The Bowery Mission

The Bowery Mission shelter at 45-51 Avenue D isn’t too bad since you get your own room–14 men on a floor, although it’s a half hour walk to the nearest subway station. At least the bus comes once every few minutes through most parts of the day and week. The room is only slightly larger than my area at previous shelters, but at least it’s private. There is a lot of B.S. in the handbook involving preparing people for food service and maintenance jobs, but I will presumably be exempt from these between my medical documentation and my employment status. They don’t give bag lunches unless you are working, so I’ll be going kind of hungry until Monday. Still, I immediately had two extremely valid complaints for the commissioner of DHS:

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Message Type: Complaint
Topic: Other
Contact Info: Yes
M/M: Mr.
First Name: Scott
Middle Name: A
Last Name: Hutchins
Company: Bowery Mission
Street Address: 45-51 Avenue D
Address Number: 306
City: New York
State: NY
Postal Code: 10009
Country: United States
Work Phone #:
Email Address: scottandrewhutchins@yahoo.com
Message: (1/2) There are signs all over the shelter, even in the elevator, demanding surrender of prescription medication to the operations manager. This is an illegal and unconstitutional breach of privacy, and the shelter should not have a right to kick out tenants based on non-compliance with this rule. In my case, I will simply forget to take my medicine if I dont have it in my room.

(1/2) There are signs all over the shelter, even in the elevator, demanding surrender of prescription medication to the operations manager. This is an illegal and unconstitutional breach of privacy, and the shelter should not have a right to kick out tenants based on non-compliance with this rule. In my case, I will simply forget to take my medicine if I dont have it in my room.

 

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Message Type: Complaint
Topic: Other
Contact Info: Yes
M/M: Mr.
First Name: Scott
Middle Name: A
Last Name: Hutchins
Company: The Bowery Mission
Street Address: 45-51 Avenue D
Address Number: 306
City: New York
State: NY
Postal Code: 10009
Country: United States
Work Phone #:
Email Address: scottandrewhutchins@yahoo.com
Message: (2/2) The shelter can show the Callahan inspectors that there are three showers on the sleeping floor (I dont know if they all work), but the reality is that two of them are kept locked at all time. Beginning Monday, April 11, I will be starting a new job at which I need to report at 8:30 AM. If I am late to my job and lose it as a result of lack of access to a shower, the shelter can expect a 32,000 lawsuit–roughly a years salary. The building is not air conditioned (nor are we allowed to put one in), and an air conditioner just outside my window in the facing building increases the heat in my room, making showering in the evening not particularly useful. Please enforce the opening of the other showers.

 

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(2/2)  The shelter can show the Callahan inspectors that there are three showers on the sleeping floor (I dont know if they all work), but the reality is that two of them are kept locked at all time. Beginning Monday, April 11, I will be starting a new job at which I need to report at 8:30 AM. If I am late to my job and lose it as a result of lack of access to a shower, the shelter can expect a 32,000 lawsuit–roughly a years salary. The building is not air conditioned (nor are we allowed to put one in), and an air conditioner just outside my window in the facing building increases the heat in my room, making showering in the evening not particularly useful. Please enforce the opening of the other showers.

 

(The NYC.gov system cannot handle apostrophes, quotation marks, dollar signs, and I don’t know what other characters.)

 

Before the guards at Bronx Park Avenue  got lax and didn’t call out my prescription medicine, I didn’t forget to take my medication most of the time, but I did sometimes, and that is my point.

As of August 11, I am Employed

I will be working for Goodtemps at the New York City Department of Buildings as an Office Assistant II in the Asset Management division at a rate of $15.67 per hour, 8:30-4:30 with possible overtime. If all goes well, I will be leaving the NYC shelter system soon.

Bad News–Transfer and No Job Yet

Paul Jardine at least had the decency to give me notice on the transfer, which was not the case in any of my previous transfers, which I learned the day of and occurred late at night.  As of Monday, I will be transferred to the Bowery shelter at 4551 Avenue D in Manhattan.  I have heard horrible things about it, including that they don’t give us bag lunches.  With my public assistance and food stamps lapsed as a result of the false information from Angelica Jiménez and Natalya Castro, this could prove a problem in the early weeks of the position when I have not been paid.

Unfortunately, I was told yesterday that the position was mine and that I would not need to interview for it.  That information was corrected today, and I will need to interview for the position tomorrow.  I did not see the e-mail until I told Paul Jardine via e-mail that the position was mine, and as such, I need to remain in a working shelter.

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