Long story short: the Immigrations Office told me to make an appointment with the Federal Office (in the Financial District) to be 'sworn in' on all things Bahareh/Jelsen. The appointment was set (by them) for 7:30am. Since i only had about 2hrs of sleep last and woke up at 7, i opted for a cab into the city.
I get there, wait an hour for my ticket to be called, get my ticket called, pull out my paperwork, and then watched the teller's lips tell me, "...you shouldnt have come here for this. Get this signed at any public notary".
"the customer service (YOUR service) told me to specifically make an appointment here to get this document signed..."
"...nope", he said, "yeah - we've been having issues with our phone customer service people. They've been giving a lot of wrong information. See, we contract out our customer service."
"WOW", jelsen said. wow.
- jelsen
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Good Morning // 08
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Usually, i would try to find a bright side to this story to make you feel better...but....fuck that at 7:00 in the morning there is no bright side! lol
"Pain in the Ass! Yet not at all shocking.
I like that you quote yourself", said Gina
wow. what a great system.
what the fuck.
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