THE GREATEST TROUBLE
She was flushed and excited when she climbed up the steps of the G.P.0., Wellington, to face once mow the glaring daylight of Grey Street. “I’ve never heard of such a thing!” she said to her companion. “I really believe that they want to put everyone to the greatest amount of trouble possible iu connexion with their precious ration books. It’s the limit.” “What happened this time?”
“Well, as you know, I went down once before- this morning with my old ration book, so as to show it, and remind myself of its number. When I got up to the counter, after a bit of a wait, the girl there said, ‘You’ve got to have your Social Security book number,’ and showed me the space -for it on the form. Home I went; got hold of the book, and wrote the number on the form. Then down I came to the G.P.O. once more, thinking all was now plain sailing. . . And what do you think? - As soon as I presented the form, the girl said it was no good. I had to show my Social 'Security book. Now I have to go all the way home and get the book, just to satisfy the clerk that I have such a (book, and my fees are -paid up. Isn't it the limit?”
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Dominion, Volume 37, Issue 15, 13 October 1943, Page 8
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224THE GREATEST TROUBLE Dominion, Volume 37, Issue 15, 13 October 1943, Page 8
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