I shared this with a friend last evening, and her response was: Well, THAT's depressing!

In retrospect, probably it was. It was kind of a depressing day, as I stood there, big as life, mailing out my application for disability.

Not that I wasn't already disabled before I mailed the thing, but you know, it's kind of like seeing a loved one's obituary in the paper. It puts a big old "REAL" stamp on it. *CLOBBER*