I usually go to sleep late at night, I keep on watching VH1 (America's most smartest model, I Love New York 2 etc. etc.). And I have to wake up early in the morning to finalize my documents for cuba.
It is taking forever. First my documents had to be ready, an HIV test, a birth certificate, a copy of my diploma, a copy of my examresults, a note from my doctor saying im not crazy and a note from the police department saying that I never went to jail.
All these documents take weeks to finalize, but my grandma (knowing everyone in the legal system in Suriname) pulled some strings, so I have those documents.
Then I had to translate the documents into spanish. Muyto (a lot of) drama there. I translated all but the HIV document. I thought that I needed a name on it, and as we drove away from the translator we discovered that it was confidential. So we had to go back another day to translate that piece.
Now, the documents have all been translated, and we need to legalize them before turning them in at the Cuban embassy. They need to be legalized by the ministry of Justice and by the ministry of Foriegn Affairs. So a double-legalization. They charge 20 USD per document at the ministry of Foreign Affairs. Which means that I will have to pay 160 USD sometime next week.
So today was one of those days when I woke up being more dead than awake, which kind of defeats the purpose. So I slaved to get ready and be in the city all bright and early. The legalization office closes at 9:30, so I had to be early, or else I would have wasted another day. When I arrived there, there was a huge queue. So I just stood in line, and when it was my turn, I presented my translated documents along with my ID card. This was after an hour or so in the queue. The woman asked me where the original documents were. I told her that these translated documents were just as good, because they were translated by an offical translator. He would not have translated the documents if they weren't genuine.
This is where it went wrong.
She started flashing me and screamed at me, telling me that I shouldn't tell her how to do her job, because she has worked there for 20 years, and she damn well didn't need no punk kid telling her what to do.
I wonder why I always seem to bring out the negative parts in government workers. Its probably because their jobs suck beyond all recognition. She should have been happy that I needed her help, or else I would have laid the verbal-smackdown on her overweight-ugly-black-ass.
Anyway, so I got sent away. I endured torture while trying to wake up for nothing. So now I lose another two days because nobody works in the weekend.
Anyway, so next week will be another week of morning torture.
It is taking a toll on me. I am tired almost all the time, I sleep in the afternoon, and now I am sick. Some kind of flu/fever.
And my Fever and Light Years albums on my PC are missing. (Yes they are Kylie Albums)
