Saturday, February 8, 2014

Can Social Security Be Any More Inefficient?

Steve has been on Social Security for about six months now. A few weeks ago we got a notice saying he wouldn't get his January payment (which comes in February) because his early retirement payment puts him at more income than that allowed (some $15K). Every dollar you earn past $15K, the government reduces your social security by fifty cents. The same thing had happened when he first started with social security, but it seemed odd to me that a whole paycheck was exactly what they needed to make things right. I decided I should check to make sure what was happening. I also wanted to see his earning history. They used to always mail it to you, but now they don't.

I started off by calling the number for Social Security that was given on the letter informing us that no money was coming in February. When I reach them, they force me into listening to a several minute spiel about Obama Care. Once I get past that, the message is "Please press 1". So I did - just before I heard the rest of the message, "if you want to ask about income tax." There was no backing out of pressing 1. Honestly, who says, "Please press 1 and then pauses." I call again. I listen to the several minute spiel about Obama Care and DO NOT press 1. They tell me the expected wait is 45 minutes. I leave my number and they will call me back. I had an hour before my next meeting, but I didn't hear from them before my meeting. I miss their call back. The next time I call, the expected wait is an hour and a half. I call a couple of hours later, but by then they aren't even telling you an expected wait time (nor do they offer to call me back).

The next day I try again. Finally, I get through. I ask my first question, but they say they can't talk to me as I'm not Steve. I tell them I have durable power of attorney. They don't care. They don't accept that. They say I can go to the regional office (in Ogden) with Steve. Otherwise, I have to have Steve tell them to talk to me. I tell them I live an hour away, and it is snowing. They are not impressed. I ask them my first question without talking about Steve.

It turns out they only take full paychecks. We were lucky they only took one, and not two. However, when we file income tax at the end of the year, we'll get back any extra money they have taken. SOOOOO, why didn't they say that in the letter? That would have been so much easier than just saying, "You won't be getting any money this month."

I wait until the next day, so Steve can tell them they can talk to me. Finally, I am able to ask my question. I questioned whether they had Steve's earning correct, as what he is getting seems a bit low. Did them have him retiring at 64? They said they did. I asked to see the earnings record. I mention that they used to always send us the information each year, but now they don't. She said they could send it to me, but it would cost. First they would mail me the form. Then, I would send the money. Then they would me the information. I said, "But we used to get it for free every year. Now that he's retired, it seems like it should be sent at least once." Only then did she tell me that he could create a My SSA account and get the information off the web.

So, I create an account for him and sure enough, all the information is there. I could answer my question. The seven years we were in Colorado, we did not pay into social security. Thus, instead of having 35 years of income (as is used by Social Security), he only had 25. That explains a lower benefit.

So then, I decided I should check my earnings record. I tried to create an account for me, but nothing I did worked. I wasn't sure whether I was "Vicki L Hurst". "Vicki H Allan", or "Vicki L Allan". When I was first married, I wasn't sure what to use as a middle initial. I tried all of them, but none of them worked, and the system locked me out.

I called Social Security again. Same deal. After several tries, I got through. When I told them I was locked out. They unlocked it and said, I should just type it in as is on my social security card. I said I didn't have it with me. I told her my dilemma, of which name to use, but instead of helping, she just said, "Put in your middle initial." She wouldn't tell me which one. It was like a guessing game. Finally she said I had two last names. I tried that, but it still didn't work. She said I would have to call the Ogden office, as they couldn't help me create an account.

I called the Ogden office, but there was an hour and a half wait. I called again after work, but then the wait was so long, the automated system just told me to try again the next day.

The next day, I called the Ogden office. I had to give all the identifying information - date/place of birth, mothers maiden name, etc. I got a very nice lady who talked me through it, but the system wouldn't allow me to log on, even after following her instructions. She said I would need to come in. I told her about the snow and living an hour away. She told me I could go into the Department of Workforce services in Logan and connect via a video link. It was only available on Thursday. It was Thursday! Maybe my luck was changing. She told me where it was and what to bring. Yeah! Someone who actually wanted to help.

I took off and got to the Department of Workforce services about five minutes after the video link was available, 10 a.m.. There were three names ahead of mine. Piece of cake, right. I sat down with lots of other people who were waiting for something (taxes, unemployment, etc). Not everyone needed to talk to Ogden. They were the lucky ones. None of us had brought anything to do. Then, others started coming in to talk to Ogden. They were told the wait would be 45 minutes. More people came in. They were told the wait would be an hour and a half wait AND they Ogden people went for lunch at 11:30, so if they didn't get in before then, there would be another half hour added to their wait time.

A got up and started wandering around. I had four or five workers ask if they could help me, but since I needed to talk to Ogden they couldn't. They assured me it usually wasn't like this. It must be the snow. At 11:25 they called me back.

The lady fiddled around for a bit, left for several minutes, and returned with my "password". I said, "What is my user name?" (Remember, I had tried this a half dozen times already, so I knew what I needed.) She said, just use your name. I repeated back my name and said, "With spaces?" She said, "Yes, or you can use your social security number." I said, "What do I do if it doesn't work?" She said, "Just call us back. Here is our number." I said, "I won't have to come back in to use the video link?" She assured me I wouldn't. I had zero confidence this was going to work.

I returned home. It didn't work. Your name isn't a username. Your social security number isn't a username.

I called Ogden again. I got the same very nice lady I talked to earlier. She said, "Didn't they give you a sheet of instructions for what to do?" I told her they had only given me a password. Turns out there was a completely separate link I was supposed to be at and the number they gave me was NOT a password, but an access code. The nice lady stayed on the line while I entered everything and FINALLY created my log in. I never did figure out what was wrong with the information I had entered before.

Can a system be any more inefficient? What a waste of their time and mine!!! AARGGG!

Anyway, I downloaded my work history and even played around with how Social Security is computed. Every year, your salary is multiplied by a factor to give the "adjusted earnings". While I don't know exactly what that means, it turns out that in 1995 I had a better year (according to social security) than any year since. We are told we are losing buying power. That was pretty dramatic proof.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

My turn as the rock star

As I have mentioned before, the International Student Office is NOT my favorite entity on campus. They made a series of mistakes for my student, Udara, regarding his ability to take an internship (CPT). In July, they said it was okay. In August, they approved it (and he moved his wife and family to SLC). In October, they told him there had been a mistake, but that they would just "go forward". The contention was the the CPT was not integral to his degree as he had finished his coursework and was, therefore, illegal. They didn't tell him they wouldn't approve the internship for another semester. They didn't tell him that to change his status to an pre-OPT (rather than a CPT) would take four months. In January, he asked to have it extended, and they approved it. Then, the end of January, they tell him he is out of compliance, he needs to quit working, he needs to move back to campus.

They took no responsibility for their mistakes. In their view, it was his fault that he didn't understand what he should have done. (Even though our secretary, who is brilliant, didn't understand their messages either.) They didn't care that he would lose $25K in salary. They told me there was nothing I could do to alter his status. Udara told me it was the worse thing that has every happened to him. He had planned to move back to Sri Lanka so his kids wouldn't be in danger of being outside the law.

I actually lost a lot of sleep over this. Literally. One night, I read "The Chosen One", about a girl who needs to escape from a very bad situation. I finished the book and kept being flooded with the thought, "That is Udara. He is in a very bad situation. He can't resolve it without someone else to help me. That is my responsibility." I kept replaying the events over and over in my mind. Each time, it was even harder to believe that there was nothing that would make a difference.

So I met with ISO to see what could be done. They told me there was nothing I could do. In the course of the discussion, however, they told me if he took a masters as an intermediate degree, he could apply for OPT (which is done after completion of a degree). We made plans for that to happen. Normally our PhD students don't get a masters degree, even though it is common elsewhere. Anyway, as I looked into getting him the intermediate degree, I discovered something. If we gave him a degree, we could put the CPT credits as a requirement for the masters degree, and voila, the CPT was integral and he was back in compliance.

They weren't happy with me for finding the loop hole, but Udara was magically back in compliance and could go back to work. He was one happy fellow.

I came out looking like a rock star. ISO came out looking like jerks.

The Grinch

On Sunday, Steve went to class (and took a break from nursery). When he came back in, the kids were glad to see him - even the siblings of the nursery kids. Briggs (Lockland's brother) kept wanting Steve to pick him up. Steve would grab him, mutter something about getting him, twist from side to side, and then throw him in the air. Carol's (the other nursery worker) five year old was there. Riley said to her mom, "He's kind of like the Grinch." So funny. I guess instead of Santa coming to their house and visiting, the Grinch comes. Carol says he is 100% entertainment when he walks in. So, I guess calling Steve the Grinch was actually a complement.