26.01.2012 - 29.01.2012 26 °C
Today I felt like a criminal.
I approached the big, scary, government building. Pushed the button for the 17th floor. It was quiet despite several other people being in the room - is speaking outlawed in this office too?
10am. My name was called through a plate of glass. I slowly pushed my paperwork through the opening as I approached the counter. I got spoken to through a microphone.
Don't say anything stupid.
My fingerprints scanned and digital photograph taken. Sign, stamp, stamp. done.
All over red rover - in 10 minutes flat.
It was kind of an anti climax really. I didn't even have any ink to wash off my fingers.