Stripped down to numbers
From the “we’re all numbers” Dept.
Today I realised that my life can be deconstructed to a base of approximately 6 numbers.
I had to go and get a temporary drivers’ license today, renew my OHIP card, and then pick up some trial contact lense from my optometrist.
I go to the Ministry of Transport Ontario Vehicle licensing office, I’m the third person there. They input my license number into the computer, verify my identity and check my license renewal. I retrieve my Temporary License.
Drive to the Ministry of Health Office. Wait in line for an hour to get a ticket to wait in a second line. Show the woman behind the counter my Drivers’ License, my Social Insurance Number, and my Credit Card.
Take a picture, and will a get new OHIP card in 4-6 weeks.
Drive to the optometrist, show the receptionist my temporary OHIP card, she pulls my file, checks my prescription, gets some disposable contact lenses, I pay the fee with my debit card.
The numbers game that I played today include:
- Drivers’ License
- OHIP
- Social Insurance Number
- Credit Card Number
- Debit Card Number
- PIN for Debit Card
Those six numbers determine where I can go, whether or not if I can recieve health care, whether or not if I can work, what I can buy, and access to my financial information.
Crazy.
Talk about “objectifying the self”. Now I know what Sartre meant by Existential Angst.
-T