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Yesterday, my sis and I went to 'Frisco, for, hopefully,

she'll have her passport finally processed.

Ever since last February it still hasn't come

so she made a few phone calls, sent some e-mails

hoping that she may get is ASAP.

Her flight is next Monday.

Supposedly she would receive hers by now

however nothing came.

Six weeks sent prior and nothing.

Well, no news which pissed her off completely.

But the latest since last Thursday, made another phone call,

asked if her application has been processed.

Believe it or not, they had not.

I can understand, it's nearly Spring Break

with folks flying all over the place.

Said it was urgent, she was asked to come over to 'Frisco

so that she may finally have hers ready.

We did.

We made an emergency appointment.

But whoa, the lines were monstrous long...

reaching to the outside of the airport doors.

We came over 5 a.m. in the morning,

a 1 1/2 hour drive from where we reside depending on traffic,

awaking at 3 just to have it done and over with.

Well, SIX TO SEVEN HOURS IN LINE.

Once we reach the counter,

we get it processed YET

we need to return at 3 in the afternoon.

We waited.

When we return, guess what?

They're "busy."

But you could've given it to us if it was ready to pick up.

We're asked to fucking get back

at the end of a DIFFERENT line,

another FIVE TO SIX HOURS IN THIS LONG, BORING HELL HOLE.

Okay, if you're so busy why didn't you tell us

in the first place at the counter previously

so that we know AHEAD OF TIME.

We would have been in line already, three hours back.

At least we'll be informed, prepared,

not wasting TIME, MINE AND YOURS.

I don't get it.

Your job may be stressful but

also consider the people in line having a stressful time too.

I thought the DMV lines were bad,

but this is fucking terrible.

My sis starved, told her just go ahead, I'll wait in line

while you get some food so she did.

I hadn't had much except that leftover Cioppino dish

I made before I left.

Amazing, talked to the person behind me.

Says he's from Utah, drove here

because he hadn't has his passport processed as well.

Says he's flying out of the country.

But drove all the way here to San Francisco?

Wow, another one from Lake Tahoe nearby.

I guess we were all in the same boat.

Had a headache,

felt like collapsing from all of this nonsense.

Shit, can't the passport processing people

get better organized so that events like these won't happen?

Or beforehand, prevent it with getting things done?

We returned home a quarter to eight in the evening.

Yesterday was a mess.

The passport attained,

I'm glad I got home.

Yet I feel bad for the ones who travelled afar

just to have the same thing done.