These vagabond shoes
I am leaving for Noo Yawk in EIGHT HOURS OMG. This is so exciting that I can't concentrate properly on my work, but neither can anyone else - between a couple of other people's holiday plans and the company's summer party this afternoon, today has a definite end-of-term feeling. Which is just fine by me.
Plans include waking up in the city that never sleeps and the general taking of Manhattan. I can't wait. *g*
Now for the dilemma. I've been warned by several people not to mention to immigration that I do journalist type things for a living as I will be treated with immense suspicion and may possibly need a separate visa. The fact that I'm a copy editor for a beauty magazine is apparently not relevant: the golden rule is 'Do not fuck with immigration or give them any reason to make your life difficult.'
Poll So I need to adopt a new profession
Plans include waking up in the city that never sleeps and the general taking of Manhattan. I can't wait. *g*
Now for the dilemma. I've been warned by several people not to mention to immigration that I do journalist type things for a living as I will be treated with immense suspicion and may possibly need a separate visa. The fact that I'm a copy editor for a beauty magazine is apparently not relevant: the golden rule is 'Do not fuck with immigration or give them any reason to make your life difficult.'
Poll So I need to adopt a new profession