Am I a Name or a Number?

I have decided that all paperwork is a plague on mankind.


How have I decided this? Well, so I'm going to fill out a form to apply for a job online... it's asking me for every freaking state I've lived in since I was in the womb, (which is only 3 but still) and then my social security number... and because I'm a student... my mom and dads social security number... and my birthday... and my address... and my other 3 addresses... 


You get the picture... I was surprised I wasn't asked for my waist measurements. I mean really America? The land of the free, but not from mindless paperwork... Oh, my life. 


I like to complain, and I'm too opinionated about everything, so here we go. This should be short. 


So, I think one of the main things that really irks me is how I am no longer a name, but a list of numbers. i.e. My credit card, SSN, Birthdate, drivers license, Student Id, Membership ID, my phone number, my insurance number, license plate...numbers, numbers, numbers. Anyway, you get the idea... I want to know when this country lost the idea of PEOPLE. 


Really? I mean, that is the focus right? Others? Or at least it should be... I was on the phone with someone from a job I was trying to get... and she asked me for my phone number before my name... I was rather irritated... I mean, if I get the job for your company, isn't it a little important that you know my name????? Well? And I will tell you this, it's worse on the East Coast. I mean, you haven't seen impatience with other people until you've driven in D.C. It's ridiculous. Even if you use the cross walk you have to run for your life because D.C. People are primarily A. Baltimore City People and B. PA drivers... Now I was born in Baltimore, and I love PA, but these people cannot drive. At all. Honestly. I have been in the state I am in for school since August, and I have only seen 1 car accident, and some stalled vehicles. It's unusual if there isn't at least 1accident of some kind in D.C. EVERY DAY. I won't even go into New York, Chicago, Annapolis, York, etc. 


Anyway Back to my topic, I've been kinda upset about this for a few days now. Here is the bonus, and yes this is cliché, but I'm tired, bear with me. 


God knows me. Psalm 139:13-16


¹³For you formed my inward parts;
   you  knitted me together in my mother’s womb.¹⁴I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works;
   my soul knows it very well.¹⁵ My frame was not hidden from you,when I was being made in secret,
   intricately woven in the depths of the earth.¹⁶Your eyes saw my unformed substance;in your book were written, every one of them,
   the days that were formed for me,
   when as yet there was none of them.


Mm. I love this whole chapter... It's so good. Well I'm making stupid spelling mistakes now (Thank You Jesus for Spell Check) 


Katydid Out.