14 July 2008
In the last 2 hours Joders has arrived, been picked up at the airport, driven to a cold, scary looking building and is now sitting in the office of a Government Official with her nephew.
The slip of paper that she clutched all the way from Sydney to San Fran to Chicago to Boston is now gone. And the Government Official is checking her passport, her drivers licence and a number of other official documents that Joders has had to fill out.
After 45 minutes of waiting and listening as he shuffles paper and taps on his keyboard, the Government Official finally looks up and smiles at Joders.
Govt Official: (pushing Joders passport, drivers licence and other documents across the table towards her) Well, that’s all done ma’am. Processed successfully. What’s yours will be available at midday tomorrow. It was a pleasure doing business with you. We don’t get many Australians here.
Joders: (smiling and extending her hand to the Govt Official and shaking it firmly) The pleasure was all mine. Mate.
Govt Official: Hahahaha, I love it when an Aussie calls me mate! Enjoy the rest of your stay ma’am.
The Official ushers Joders and Anthony from his office.
Joders will stay in Boston until she has confirmation that her transaction has been successfully processed.
Then she will return home to Australia. She has much to do.
Wanna know what this transaction was? Wanna know how much Joders has to do? Then you’ll have to keep on reading I’m afraid.
Filed under: Whorelando Phiction | Tagged: Saving Whorely. Again.
More please?
This is so exciting.
I had originally thought this was a real story about something your nephew had sent you – I feel pretty stupid now.
It kinda started out that way didn’t it? Sorry about that.