Yesterday morning, SHR and I headed to the City Clerk's Office so we could get our marriage license. I'll spare you the details of the beauracratic silliness. But the woman in charge of our paperwork, Jacqueline Rivers, was a piece of work.
She spent the entire time talking to someone- either people on the phone, to her co-worker next to her who ignored her the entire time, to the security guard who she kept asking the same question over and over without receiving an answer, and lastly, to Sujan and me. She was one of those women who thought she should be a stand-up comic in the mold of Marla Gibbs or Jackee or maybe the entire case of "227."
When we sat down, she was too busy jabbering on at others that she couldn't bother to make eye contact. After a minute or two of looking down, she asked me if I planned on taking my bride's last name. Apparently, I was supposed to fill in the section of what my name was going to be after the wedding with a "NC" for "No Change." This information was not listed anywhere on the form. I was quite confused by the silliness of the question so I replied with a confused "What?" She looked up at me and curtly replied, "The word is 'Excuse me'." Wow.
When she asked me what my mom's maiden name was (even though it was written on the paper) and I replied "Pogoloff" she made a scrunched up face like "What kind of dumb name is that, child?"
When she turned the computer screen around so we could verify the information she had typed in for us, these were some of the mistakes we found with the correct answers in parentheses and her response upon being corrected.
Sujan's Place of Birth
Quens (Queens) "Oh my!"
My Place of Birth
Bronx, Ny (Fairfax, Va) "I saw the x in Fairfax and immediately put down Bronx."
My Date of Birth
2/28/73 (2/23/73)
Sujan's Occupation
Martking (Marketing) "Wow, I need to go back to school."
Come to think of it, I think Mart King would be an excellent name for a convenience store. Maybe Jackie is onto something.
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2 comments:
hey, she tried to give you my birthday. that place is hell, but it can be kind of fun to play "who's marrying for a green card?" just be glad you don't have to go back to get married there too.
and she was fugly! i only feel 12% bad for saying that.
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