I thought exactly the same as LaFille. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/delight.gif" alt="" />
Maybe are you even more receptive than you thought you are. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/winkwink.gif" alt="" /> Or maybe am I a kind of telepathic broadcaster!?! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> In this case, I better check out what I might think... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/ouch.gif" alt="" />
Bad news: I had to deal with on of the most vicious and merciless ennemy ever: government bureaucraty!!! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> They were claiming that I didn't send them documents they needed and thus that I would be sanctionned. Anyone remember "The Twelve Tasks Of Asterix" when he has to get the B65 (?) application form? Well, it is to wonder if it is really a parody or rather an early telereality. The receptionists who make you hang on while they chat together about their weekend, the running from one office/person to the other, needing a form to obtain a form to obtain another form and being referred to one another, needing to deal with people who "only recieve people with an appointment" although they are not busy at all... Aaaaaaargh I went through it all!!! Good news: It was caused by a mistake of their, finally. Bad news: Their reaction for having made that mistake was even not delightful! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/devil.gif" alt="" /> Good news: At least, it makes a funny story (once the insulting feeling has passed)... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
