Sunday, March 18, 2012

Roy is a Leprechaun!

St. Patrick's Day wasn't the only reason we were thinking green in our house this week.  We had Roy's Green Card interview on Monday.  I'm happy to report it was very short and very successful.  He was given a Green Card stamp in his passport right then and there (according to our lawyer, the senior supervisors have the authority to do that, and we were interviewed by one of them) and will get the actual card in the mail this week.  Such a relief to have that taken care of.

We had to laugh at the security procedures/rules of the building we went to for the interview.  The first thing the woman said to me when I went to put my bag down to go through security was, "If you have a gun, put it on the belt."  Well, I didn't (!), so I just put through the bag with the kids' snacks, water, and coloring activities.  She stops it on the other side to tell me, in a very serious no-nonsense way, that she will have to search the bag.  So she does and then announces very seriously that we need to take the food and drinks back to the car.  And the camera of Roy's that happened to be in his bag.  Oooooookay, so let's get this straight.  You can bring in your gun, as long as you put it on the belt, but don't try to bring in an apple or muffins.  And no cameras allowed.  Well, except for all the ones built right into all the cell phones, smart phones, lap tops, etc that people, including us, had in there.  Clear as mud.  Next, we have to go through the metal detector.  I start to walk through with Riley in my arms (which is no problem at all at airports).  Nope.  "Can the baby walk?  She has to come through alone."  Yeah, that's going to go over really well with her.  She was woken up 2 hours early, hasn't had breakfast, you just made us take away all her happy food, there are strange people watching her, and you expect her to walk through this big metal door object all by herself.  Mmmhmmm, that's going to happen easily.  So it is suggested that I pass her to Roy, walk through myself, and then get her to walk to me.  Well, now she's really scared/confused and won't move.  She just wants one of us to pick her up.  Next suggestion is for Roy to pass her to me through the thing.  That worked.  She was happy to be back up in our arms.  Now, can someone explain to me how this method of our hands and arms both in there with her while we passed her through is really that much different than me just carrying her through in the first place?  And, since you are allowed to bring in guns anyway, what in the heck do they think we'd have hiding under her sundress in her diaper?!?!?   

7 comments:

  1. after my travels (and many checkpoints) i've decided that what you have/don't have with you is unimportant - they really just want to see how you react to their suggestions/demands. be glad papa wasn't with you (:

    congrats to roy!

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  2. I agree - it is very often the case that they are just watching your reactions. This small office just didn't seem to be the place for that, but what do I know?!?!?

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  3. ... or maybe she just looked at you and thought "this woman looks like she makes a killer muffin but has no clue how to handle a gun" :P

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  4. she would have been very correct in her assumptions! Going to make some muffins right now I think :)

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  5. Congrats Roy! I just applied for my citizenship, coming up on 20 years with a greencard!!

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  6. Oooh, exciting for you, Therese!

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  7. ugh, i feel your pain. I realized that it was true love with Jon when I found myself having to sit at the Department of Homeland Security on multiple occasions and several hours at time, basically just handing over my rights and personal comfort!

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