More Who then What
It was 8.20 in the morning when I walked into the Census Office today. My orders were to be there between 8 and 9 in the morning. I figured people drink tea or coffee in the morning, talk a bit, gossip a lot, and then turn on their computer. 8.20 is a good time to walk in.
When I get there there is a long line curling around the building but I put my don't-mess-with-me face on and moved to the front. See I had a name. I had an actual person I needed to talk to which in my opinion puts me at the front. And sure I was directed to a personnel only door.
Once I got to the right person I sat down relieved because all was going to be well in this world ...until she told me how nice it was for me to come by but they only handle registration cases on monday, wednesday, and friday so if I could be so kind to come back tomorrow.
Dejected I go back to personnel, deliver my diplomas and go home. As I am ranting about my ex-landlord who is reluctant to pay back my deposit I get a call. "I have bad news and good news. Which one do you want first?" It turns out that if I don't get myself registered and a tax ID before tomorrow morning I won't get paid this month. And the good news is if I can make the tax office before noon I can get a temporary tax ID. Just ask for this person.
In my head I replay the scenario from this morning but needing to believe that something must go right at one point or another I grab my things and fly out the door.
Thirty minutes later I got my tax ID delivered to the Salary and Wages department. Can anyone tell me why that department is called like that? Surely that is like saying round circle?
You know that didn't go as smoothly as that as I had to go back because they forgot to ask me to dill out a form with my bank account number and other important things but it is the end result that counts right?
Tomorrow I need to go to the Census office and get registered. I think I will ask for the same lady and make her actually do some work. That will show her!
When I get there there is a long line curling around the building but I put my don't-mess-with-me face on and moved to the front. See I had a name. I had an actual person I needed to talk to which in my opinion puts me at the front. And sure I was directed to a personnel only door.
Once I got to the right person I sat down relieved because all was going to be well in this world ...until she told me how nice it was for me to come by but they only handle registration cases on monday, wednesday, and friday so if I could be so kind to come back tomorrow.
Dejected I go back to personnel, deliver my diplomas and go home. As I am ranting about my ex-landlord who is reluctant to pay back my deposit I get a call. "I have bad news and good news. Which one do you want first?" It turns out that if I don't get myself registered and a tax ID before tomorrow morning I won't get paid this month. And the good news is if I can make the tax office before noon I can get a temporary tax ID. Just ask for this person.
In my head I replay the scenario from this morning but needing to believe that something must go right at one point or another I grab my things and fly out the door.
Thirty minutes later I got my tax ID delivered to the Salary and Wages department. Can anyone tell me why that department is called like that? Surely that is like saying round circle?
You know that didn't go as smoothly as that as I had to go back because they forgot to ask me to dill out a form with my bank account number and other important things but it is the end result that counts right?
Tomorrow I need to go to the Census office and get registered. I think I will ask for the same lady and make her actually do some work. That will show her!
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