I walked back to the unemployment
office that doesn't feel like an unemployment office and logged on to
ask my old roommates to send me a copy of my birth certificate. I
filed everything away pretty well for record-keeping purposes so I
was hoping they could find it and send it to me.
These guys have helped me out so much I
felt bad for asking them to spend money to send it to me, but I
needed it to get this job and I hoped they would understand.
To give you a sense of how life works
down here, I would receive the certificate in the mail before I could
check my email to see their response. Anyone who tells you that
“snail mail” is obsolete has the privilege of regular internet
access.
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