The Complaining and Bitching Thread

Okay, brain, enough with the bad dreams. Seriously—radiation poisoning??!

 

Off to "Migracion" to find out what is the problem with renewing my resident visa. The process normally take a week, this year I've been waiting four. Yesterday they called and e-mailed me with "Please present yourself at migracion to resolve issues related to renewing your visa." Puck, I need to fly out of the country on Sunday, already have the airfare. I can not leave the country without a valid visa. Or I guess if I did returning would be a MF'er.

Between totaling my truck, my mother being ill, my dogs getting so old they have trouble standing and walking a little more each week and now this I need just one more f'ing problem in my life before I start writing "all work and no play make Tully a dull boy" on all my walls.

 

Please can I be done being sick now. Please.

 

I feel you. Going on 5 weeks now.

 

I don't feel like going out and drinking, so chances are I'm going to wind up spending tonight by myself because all of my friends are going to be at the bar.

Sometimes I really, really detest living in a college town.

 

As far as i'm concerned, if you're gonna drop all your fucking marbles just because your animals have fleas, then you have no business owning them. Get a grip, woman.

 

Man, I'd give almost anything to have a single fucking functional human being in my close circle right now....so sick of everyone going to pieces at the slightest provocation

 

Please, PLEASE listen to me, multiple people of New York, when I tell you that the only time I am unavailable for your conference call is 10:30 - that's because I have a call with the people on the other side of this deal to discuss some of their concerns. Seriously, that attempt at scheduling was either just rude or stupid. You can choose which.

 

Throat still swollen. Still hurts to swallow.

 

GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!!

 

Love what I do for a living. HATE the place where I work. HATE the people I work with. Feel like they pulled the old bait and switch during the interview. Smh

 

Love what I do and who I do it for... Hate that today is my last day in the office.

 

There are times where I'm too dirty for my own good and forget that my audience doesn't live in the gutter with me.

 

So I have now been in Mexico for six years. Mexico has started a new program this year for people who want to live here long term. Basically just like the FM3 visa I've renewed every August only this is $400 instead of $100 USD I've been paying yearly but never expires. When I went to renew I'd already heard this was an option so when the lady asked me what I wanted I asked for the permanent option. Great ok, we need____,_______,_______,________ and ________. I said "wow! I've spoken with others who renewed and they only needed to turn in the FM3 (which they keep while they work on renewing/issuing a new one) provide proof of an address and that was it." The lady told me yes if you renew an FM3 between the 2nd and 5th time it's a renewal, the 6th time is considered and brand new FM3 so all the documents you needed 6 years ago will have to be resubmitted. Stuff like I have an income over X amount, I am not wanted by the police (stop laughing, Jazz, I'm not... anymore) a letter explaining I want to continue to live in Mexico for the exchange of cultural ideas, blah, blah, blah and a letter from my doctor stating I do not have any diseases like HIV of Hep. A,B or C. "Ok yeah I can get all that when do you want me to return with them?" "Anytime, tomorrow if you want." Now did I mention they keep your visa while you complete this process? So I have a letter if the police stop and require I prove I'm in the country legally but can not leave the country until the process is completed because I have no actual visa. I called last week and asked if it was ready as I must leave to visit my mother- "almost, can you come to our office next Thurs?" Sure. I figured they would want 5 front and 5 profile photos as they always have and would give me a form to take to any bank and pay the fee. So I went yesterday with all those things and prepared to pay the fee. yesterday during the meeting the nice young lady said they were still working on it but it came back from her supervisor because my 'proof of income' i.e. my bank statement show three sources of income and the supervisor wanted ot know why? WTF, does she care? The law is prove you have at least this much income, which I meet by leaps and bounds (most US citizens would) it says nothing about proving why you have more. Just seriously WTF? I explained , rental income etc... and the supervisor, who was 35+/- and dressed like she was ready to hit the clubs said oh yes that is fine then. She then wanted to know "what else can I do to help you?" Stop asking me dumb ass questions, maybe? I told her I need this done I have to leave Sunday to see my mom- her health has gone down hill since Florida. "Oh you have to leave the country?" Yes" Well your visa will not be ready by then, but don't worry, I am always here to service you and please you." Ok what do I do now? "Do you have a picture of "you very nice face"?" Yes. "Ok take this document to the bank where you bank and they will wire money (a $30 USD fee) to us and I can give you a permit to leave." My bank? I bank in the US. "No to do this you'll need to use your Mexican bank account." I don't have one. "Then you must open one. All payment to us must come from a bank account with the persons making the request for a visa name on it." No one mentioned this until yesterday, completely new requirement. I went to a bank and guess what I need to open a Mexican bank account... my fucking visa, which they have.

Can't get my visa without a bank account and can't get the bank account without the visa. Had they mentioned that nearly a month ago I would have open a fucking account before starting the process. I finally took a color copy, laminated it and took it to a bank and told the lady "yes, it's the original." She replied "sure and so are my eyelashes" and looking down "and everything else on me is real too." I thought "nice cleavage, but I really need a bank account." I explained the situation and she said "if you take me to dinner I'll act like this is real." Umm, can my girl friend join us? No, but I appreciate you being honest with me that you are in a relationship, let me see what I can do." 20 minutes later I had a bank account and I now have a permit to exit the country... for no longer then 90 days.

Shit here could drive you nuts if you let it.

I need a Jack and coke..maybe just Jack.

 

Tully Mars, I've known you long enough to know that no one wants you, not just the police.