Wednesday, 3 May 2006

He remembered my name!

Had to go to the Housing Executive to inform about the change of my details. Waited for several minutes as there were other people waiting before me. At least there was nobody screaming, shouting or punching. An OAP was having a laugh with the staff and everybody waiting for their turn. According to my brother-in-law in London, any government offices in his area have a miserable atmosphere and the staff are not helpful at all. Lucky to live in this part of UK.

T was at the counter again and he remembered my name OK this time! Well done! Only concern was that his clothes and my clothes looked quite similar. Pairs of jeans and knitted grey tops of very very similar designs... Is he my long lost twin brother?? Any way, hope he won't have a bad wrist after banging the dodgy photocopier so many times!

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