Passports

"Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere." -Psalm 84:10

We went to the local post office to get our passports made. A simple task turned into something straight out of a Stephen King novel. We had an appointment and got there at 11:05. We didn't leave until 12:15! We even filled out the applications online in hopes of expediting the process.

It took 30 minutes for the lady to come and meet us. She started to fall asleep at the table (picture someone who has had too much to drink). We had our three kids in tow which added to the fun. We had to get the manager twice. The first time the guy came out, he said, "Kathy, are you okay?" She came out of the stupor long enough to tell the guy she was fine and off he went. Kathy went back to our application, and tried writing a zero. She made a few "air" zeros and then dozed off again. We went for the manager a second time. He pulled Kathy to the backroom for a few minutes. She returned and was upset that we told on her. "So, you told them that I was falling asleep? I wasn't sleeping. You'd know it if I was sleeping!"

We hope Kathy mails our checks and forms to the government and doesn't pitch them in the trash because we told on her.