Further minor disappointments
Sep. 26th, 2005 06:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desayunoencamaSunday: zero books bought.
This morning: Went to Spanish consulate to deal with a minor procedure. In Spain, they were innordinately helpful when I tried to do the same hting, but I was in Amsterdam when the form asking for mroe details came back to me, and they were shut down then, anyway. So decided to try from here. And they were incredibly rude and unhelpful. So unhelpful that they refused to accept my application, although we did manage to submit that of a friend who had to do the same procedure. Although they made him invert his US address and a Spanish address for notification purposes ont he form, which is just WRONG.
I had brought extra blank forms, just in case. You have to print them out fromt he web, they don't give them to you at the consulate. nor can you make photocopies at the consulate. Or anything like that. So I brought extra copies of everything, just in case.
But even when I also inverted the addresses on my form, they wouldn't accept it because I had crossed out something and written it in more legibly right beside it (still within the space provided).
Sigh.
And did I mention it's drizzling?
It's actually the barrage of little niggling things that usually gets me down, more than something majorly traumatic, because one can actually respond to that and adapt.
These (bureaucratic nightmares) always reminds me of the title of some travel memoir: Pecked to Death by Ducks.
This morning: Went to Spanish consulate to deal with a minor procedure. In Spain, they were innordinately helpful when I tried to do the same hting, but I was in Amsterdam when the form asking for mroe details came back to me, and they were shut down then, anyway. So decided to try from here. And they were incredibly rude and unhelpful. So unhelpful that they refused to accept my application, although we did manage to submit that of a friend who had to do the same procedure. Although they made him invert his US address and a Spanish address for notification purposes ont he form, which is just WRONG.
I had brought extra blank forms, just in case. You have to print them out fromt he web, they don't give them to you at the consulate. nor can you make photocopies at the consulate. Or anything like that. So I brought extra copies of everything, just in case.
But even when I also inverted the addresses on my form, they wouldn't accept it because I had crossed out something and written it in more legibly right beside it (still within the space provided).
Sigh.
And did I mention it's drizzling?
It's actually the barrage of little niggling things that usually gets me down, more than something majorly traumatic, because one can actually respond to that and adapt.
These (bureaucratic nightmares) always reminds me of the title of some travel memoir: Pecked to Death by Ducks.
