I have a lot of stuff going on right now. As regular followers of this blog know, my income at the moment is next to nothing and my Service Dog needs lifesaving surgery. I have been doing everything I can in attempt to raise enough to pay for surgery, including an
online fundraiser. I have been sharing that fundraiser like mad on my Facebook, Twitter and G+ networks to reach as many people as I can. It has been almost 4 weeks now though, and I think I have found all of the donors I am going to find on my friend's list. I needed something new.
I found out it only costs $9 to have 100 B/W posters printed at Office Depot so I thought it might be worth the investment. There are a lot of people in my neighborhood who love Pheona and even more who see her on a daily basis, even if they don't know her. My big idea was to hang posters in our neighborhood. I see other people do it, businesses do it, even nonprofits do it. Steve and I went out hanging them up on bulletin boards and poles. It never occurred to me that it might be illegal. (Probably because it's not, but there are some rules.) We had put them out of our minds for a few days.
Flash forward to today. Today was a rough day, I was pretty upset this morning. After I went to work (volunteer actually) for a couple hours I was in a great mood. We got home around 5:30 and Steve checked the mail on the way in. A letter, for me. From a place called "Community Action" with a City Hall return address. Under my name is says "Personal & Confidential/Open Immediately", then under that "notice of violation". What the? Violation? What on earth could I have done?
I cannot even begin to describe
the letter to you, you will have to read it yourself. I don't even have words to describe how this letter made me feel. At a glance it looks official, from City Hall even. I probably wouldn't have ever questioned its validity if it hadn't been for the down right rudeness and vicious tone. My world suddenly started to crash down around me. I am suddenly in legal trouble, the letter says I must pay $500. I saw the money I had worked so hard to raise for Pheona's surgery fly right out the window to keep me from going to jail, over posters. I was having a hard time focusing on any details because the language was so inflammatory. Before I finished the first paragraph I was was bawling so hard I couldn't read any farther.
It took me about 5 tries to get through the first page, I was crying so hard. With all the other stuff going on this was the straw that broke the camel's back. I became so distraught thinking I was in legal trouble and my actions might cost Pheoan her surgery I started having overwhelming urges to attempt suicide, or other self-injury behaviors. Luckily I was able to reach out to a friend who was able to recognize that the rude, aggressive tone didn't seem like it would have come from a legitimate government agency. I thought, maybe I should Google "Community Action" and see just what kind of office this was.
Google only found
one mention of "Community Action San Francisco" where community action wasn't just part of a much longer monikers. The article wondered who this woman was, as long ago as June 2012, and linked to DPW's web page.
DPW's webpage has a warning about "Denise Johnson" and a few others. It states they are not affiliated with DPW and please give them any letters you get from this Denise Johnson (or the others they name). They are forwarding the letters to the City Attorney. I'm not sure what they are doing about it, this woman has been operating for over 2 years at least.
I called the DPW number and left a voicemail. I am going to have Steve take it downtown tomorrow to the DPW offices. I hope they really are forwarding the letters to the City Attorney and that office can do anything about it. In the mean time, I have reached out to People Behaving Badly to see if they can find out what is really going on here. If you hear from this woman DO NOT PANIC just ignore her and turn the letter over to DPW.
I really don't feel comfortable having someone that unbalanced knowing my address. *shivers*
I will update when/if I hear anything.