INS
INS is like a really kind of not so bad prison deal.
Ignoring the Russians that fuck up the whole thing because they're too damn stupid to figure out what paperwork they need. I'm sorry if that sounds harsh but dammit there is a lot of people there, your ignorance shouldn't hold the whole line up.
at about 7, this Spanish lady decided I should be talked to. I watched her look around the room at all the chinese people, the mexicans, the swedish golf lady, the canadians and then she decides she will talk to me only I had no fucking clue what she was talking about. Something about watches.... She was pretty cool ignoring the whole cultural barrier issue we were having.
So I'm sitting there waiting for my number and thinking "Not the woman not the woman not the woman not the woman" (the women there are harridans) and the bell goes ding ding and YES I got the woman. lol
So the finger print thing wasn't a big deal, because that's easy but the lady who was doing them kept jacking it up so the skin was coming off my fingers and the original lady comes over and screams at her for taking 10 minutes.... I felt awkward and really bad for her.
Later I got thirsty (you can't drink or eat in there and normally you're in there for 4 hours) so I went outside to drink and....ok....lol....my bro comes out with me because he was finished, we're in downtown phoenix and walking back near the park and my brother says "hey, that guy looks like Jesus!"
So I look across the street and sure enough there's a hobo with a shopping cart and he kind of does look like jesus....jesus in a mini-skirt. No not a cloak, not a kilt...a mini-skirt.
Whatever turns him on right?
Anyway I was watching him for a while, fascinated as he was laying down the law to a bottle of gatorade. "You can not continue to do this Marty....I KNOW! You never listen to me...what did you say? you little asshole you're as bad as your mother!"
0_o alrighty
I decide I should leave and on my way back he's giving the bottle directions... it would have been amusing was it not so damn crazy.
I met a really nice gay guy too. He was funny. :) He made the experience more fun for the whole half an hour he graced me with his presence.
A lot of weird crap happened this morning and now I am sick and very tired.
I got back about 2 hours ago and have just woken up.
I like it when random people start talking to me, it makes me talk back...usually I'm pretty shy and stand-offish which is mistaken for jerkiness but if you talk to me I guarantee I will chat away to you to the point where you need to beg me to shut up.
tiiirrrred.
Ignoring the Russians that fuck up the whole thing because they're too damn stupid to figure out what paperwork they need. I'm sorry if that sounds harsh but dammit there is a lot of people there, your ignorance shouldn't hold the whole line up.
at about 7, this Spanish lady decided I should be talked to. I watched her look around the room at all the chinese people, the mexicans, the swedish golf lady, the canadians and then she decides she will talk to me only I had no fucking clue what she was talking about. Something about watches.... She was pretty cool ignoring the whole cultural barrier issue we were having.
So I'm sitting there waiting for my number and thinking "Not the woman not the woman not the woman not the woman" (the women there are harridans) and the bell goes ding ding and YES I got the woman. lol
So the finger print thing wasn't a big deal, because that's easy but the lady who was doing them kept jacking it up so the skin was coming off my fingers and the original lady comes over and screams at her for taking 10 minutes.... I felt awkward and really bad for her.
Later I got thirsty (you can't drink or eat in there and normally you're in there for 4 hours) so I went outside to drink and....ok....lol....my bro comes out with me because he was finished, we're in downtown phoenix and walking back near the park and my brother says "hey, that guy looks like Jesus!"
So I look across the street and sure enough there's a hobo with a shopping cart and he kind of does look like jesus....jesus in a mini-skirt. No not a cloak, not a kilt...a mini-skirt.
Whatever turns him on right?
Anyway I was watching him for a while, fascinated as he was laying down the law to a bottle of gatorade. "You can not continue to do this Marty....I KNOW! You never listen to me...what did you say? you little asshole you're as bad as your mother!"
0_o alrighty
I decide I should leave and on my way back he's giving the bottle directions... it would have been amusing was it not so damn crazy.
I met a really nice gay guy too. He was funny. :) He made the experience more fun for the whole half an hour he graced me with his presence.
A lot of weird crap happened this morning and now I am sick and very tired.
I got back about 2 hours ago and have just woken up.
I like it when random people start talking to me, it makes me talk back...usually I'm pretty shy and stand-offish which is mistaken for jerkiness but if you talk to me I guarantee I will chat away to you to the point where you need to beg me to shut up.
tiiirrrred.