nin137

Nick's Journal
2006-07-14 20:21:33 (UTC)

I'm a Citizen of this great Country!

so i finally got my citizenship! damn it took for fucking
ever. you know, i'm not condoning illegal immigrants, but i
can see their side. first off the u.s. government makes it
so hard to get your citizenship it's not even right. second
off, once you get your citizenship you have to go to the
post office to get your passport.
now i haven't really slept much as of late and i'm going
through life thinking of how certain events are keeping me
from going to bed.
example.
i'm in subway the other day and the bitch in front of me
wants some more mayo on her sub. i think,
"if i killed her right here, this line would move faster and
i could get through work faster and i could go to sleep
sooner...but wait, if i kill her i might get indicted and
thrown in jail and then i wont' get any sleep...damn."
so here i am at the post office with number 11 in my hand
waiting for my number to be called. the asshole getting his
passport in front of me is flirting with the postal employee
(why would you flirt with a postal employee, can you imagine
the break-up? you'd never get mail ever again!) and joking
about his god damn picture,
"i'm not THAT old"
yes you are you fucking cunt father.
FINALLY he was done with his shit and the line moved. i was
next. i got everything filled out and got to the picture
taking part. the lady was about to take my picture when
this scraggily haired horn rimmed glasses clad 500 lb pasty
white bitch STEPS IN BETWEEN ME AND THE CAMERA AS IT GOES OFF!!!
she says,
"she," at this she points at a girl from mexico who looks
like she is fully prepared to boogie back over to her side
of the border just to get away from this woman "is 13, does
she need her parents to sign this here???"
at this she juts the application into the postal employees face.
i ducked. i was ready for death and doom to fly from the
postal employee. instead the posta employee (we'll call her
gena) smiled sweetly and said,
"yes, i'm sorry but if she is younger than 14 she needs a
parental consent."
"this is ridiculous! her parents are in mexico, how are
they going to get over here to sign this!"
at this gena peered over her shoulder for help...no luck.
"well i believe that we have a notary letter, if the parents
can sign something within a jurisdiction of mexico with a
notary and the notary finishes that letter form, then it
will be okay."
i settled back in the chair, ready for my picture.
"i need that form now!"
and then i lost it.
i lost it white-person style.
"get a number!"
"what? i don't need a number, i'm here to get answers!"
"if you want to complete an application, get a number."
"i'm not here for an application i'm here for the notary
letter."
then i do what i usually do when i'm pissed and realize it's
best to not go to jail. i try my logic.
"why do you want the notary letter?"
"so i can finish this application."
"you're here for passport application then, take a number."
"FUCK YOU!"
i was in shock. i have never been told, 'fuck you' by a 300
lb white land monster. and then the flash hit my eyes.
what a great passport picture.




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