Saturday, April 9, 2011

A Rainy Saturday

So here I am, completely disgusted.  I've waited for days after having sent polite inquiries to the city clerk for some guidelines on how to go about having my boarding facility.  The city clerk responded with an explanation about how she'd had to forward my inquiry to Animal Control and to the Office of Revenue, hoping they would know, because she did not.  Apparently neither party that my inquiries were forwarded to knows, because I've not yet gotten even my first question answered.

So, in disgust, I've sent polite inquiries to the Director of Economic Development, in the hopes that someone there will know.

It has occurred to me that if I just set this business up and ran it, I just might be ahead of the game.  If all else fails, and I get called on the carpet for it, I can explain that I *did* make every honest attempt to play by the rules, but that I was summarily passed around, ignored, and forgotten about by several local government agencies, and had little choice but to take matters into my own hands to avoid becoming a recipient of public assistance.

I think I just might do it that way.

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