When we were at the SS office, the person in the cubicle next to us (there is no privacy) was telling the clerk all about the travails of the tiny grandson sitting next to her who she is raising. It was like she was guessing at symptoms in order to get him qualified for SS disability benefits.
WTHeck??
Guess how many people are getting SS benefits paid to them to care for “children with autism”. There you will find the ultimate racket.
When I applied for Social Security I expected the office to be full of geezers like me. Wrong! It mostly the young.