So, today was a day full of high-jinx and screw-ups. I kind of mixed up the agency and the name of the person I was supposed to interview, so I went to the wrong agency. I talked to the woman there instead. She was all about talking to me after I confirmed my DVR status. Yay for money from the state! We tried to figure out who the person I called was from;we even tried calling my DVR counselor. Obviously, I wrote down the wrong agency. I e-mailed my DVR counselor when I got home, and she helped me out. I called the person and apologized. We're rescheduled for Wednesday. M, my DVR counselor, thought it was funny. Actually, it is funny! Now that I am over the mortification and all. I.is.smart. I did make a sort of fool of myself. During my interview she asked me if I had DD. I am really annoyed with this question, so I replied, "No, I am not dumb!" She kind a lectured me on that. I've always been told I don't have DD -- because I have all my mental capacities. I guess that's wrong -- but I still don't have DD because I didn't have developmental delays -- physically or mentally emotionally. So there! DD= developmental disability