What warrants a restraining order?
So at what point does persistence become stalking? Firstly, I am sorry for doing three posts in one day which defeats the purpose of blogging. Such is life.
Junior is delayed in getting our I-171H. My husband, who manages projects and people who are not technically required to do what he says, is a wonderful consultant on this matter. He takes the polite pain in the patoot approach. He had advised me to do the same. So, after giving Junior weeks to do what the other orphan officer said would take days, I have mounted the squeaky wheel offense.
Problem is, Junior never answers his phone. He is a smart one. He also never returns calls. Smarter still.....So, I decided to call INS central, assuming (remember that is a BAD BAD word) that there is a centralized database. I hold for fifteen minutes. I think purgatory includes an automated voice reminding you that you are on hold, after you have already been on hold.
Do they think you may forget? You may say "self, I sura am enjoying carrying the phone around the house listening to easy listening music....why am I not listening to the instrumental version of "Flock of Seagulls" on the stereo? Oh yes, I am on HOLD. Thanks automoton person for reminding me". Anyway, a nice lady answers the phone and I tell her I am checking on the status of my I-171H. She replies "an I-1718?" We go through this for a while. I guess I am not that clear on the phone. She has no idea what I am talking about. I explain to her the process to get one. She says "OH! That orphan thing. Yes, you need to talk to your local office." I ask her what I should do if no one ever calls me back. She says " you can wait." And I guess that sums it up...I can wait.
Junior is delayed in getting our I-171H. My husband, who manages projects and people who are not technically required to do what he says, is a wonderful consultant on this matter. He takes the polite pain in the patoot approach. He had advised me to do the same. So, after giving Junior weeks to do what the other orphan officer said would take days, I have mounted the squeaky wheel offense.
Problem is, Junior never answers his phone. He is a smart one. He also never returns calls. Smarter still.....So, I decided to call INS central, assuming (remember that is a BAD BAD word) that there is a centralized database. I hold for fifteen minutes. I think purgatory includes an automated voice reminding you that you are on hold, after you have already been on hold.
Do they think you may forget? You may say "self, I sura am enjoying carrying the phone around the house listening to easy listening music....why am I not listening to the instrumental version of "Flock of Seagulls" on the stereo? Oh yes, I am on HOLD. Thanks automoton person for reminding me". Anyway, a nice lady answers the phone and I tell her I am checking on the status of my I-171H. She replies "an I-1718?" We go through this for a while. I guess I am not that clear on the phone. She has no idea what I am talking about. I explain to her the process to get one. She says "OH! That orphan thing. Yes, you need to talk to your local office." I ask her what I should do if no one ever calls me back. She says " you can wait." And I guess that sums it up...I can wait.
posted by Mom to brown eyed kids | 12:21 PM
1 Comments:
I read all three of your posts! Hooray that the dossier has been sent off for authentication! That is the route we went and then when the golden I-171H showed up we fast tracked it, spent all kinds of money to over-night, expedite at the embassy and what-not and got it off to our agency as fast as possible.
As for Junior...perhaps some intimidating anonymous letters from CA will get him moving...what do you think??
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