J2 and i go to another embassy today.
there is a line to get through the bullet proof doors. we sit according to the order we arrive. a strange hush pervades the place. suddenly, a deviously cheerful fellow appears. what are you here for? visitor's visa? we do not accept those applications in the afternoon. 9 am tomorrow please. what about you sir? let me see your application. you need to go and re-do the forms we do not accept a hand-filled form. yes i'm afraid your entire family has to go and re-do the forms too. and you? you came to sak questions? we do not take any questions here. all the questions you may have are answered on our website.
pouf! half the waiting room is cleared, like chaff swept by the wind. which is how J2 and i escape a parking fine today.
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