Fun Fun At The U.S. Consulate~

My daughter and I went to the Consulate today to get her Canadian butt Americanized.  Although the instructions specifically stated that anyone residing in the United States must go to a local passport office, based on our special circumstances, we gave it a try despite that fact.  Luckily, we had enough information to have the woman (whose time with us had been exceeded by about two hours) present to the Consulate the information we had AND the information she was able to dig up.  You see, you are supposed to have the information for BOTH American parents for the time period that she was born.  We did not have it in full and therefore, the processor wanted us to come back with “no information found” papers regarding her father’s death.

Personally, I think she just wanted to get rid of us as she stated “I am only supposed to spend 15 minutes with you.”  Mind you, the woman had to call Social Security as she needed proof about Andrew as my word was not good enough.  After speaking with SSA for a tad, she handed me the phone and let me speak to them in regard to what I could remember about my daughter’s father’s information.  Having known his date of birth (I was off by one day as HE didn’t know if he was born on the 27th or 28th so neither did I.), mother’s name, father’s name, brother’s name, and the fact that he was born on Long Island, we were able to establish the sucker’s full SSN and his date of death.  So I was one digit off on his first three SSN numbers.  Apparently, he died on March 1, 1999.  I also had to fill out a birth abroad paper or something like that which also had special circumstances written as I could not provide ANY dates in the columns that they provided.  All in all, it worked in our favor.  My daughter has been APPROVED for her passport and it was put on RUSH by them.

An unknown tad of information was told to us by SSA.  Andrew’s brother Christopher was not biologically related to Andrew’s father.  Hum.  Having met the old man, that could account for Christopher being so dark and Andrew being so light.  Ah, you learn something everyday! ~ Maggie ~ May 19, 2010 @ 4:06 p.m. EST    

Addendum: When leaving the Consulate, one of the guards asked why I have handcuffs and I responded that I am kinky.  The two other guards understood, but he didn’t so I suggested that he ask his buddies.  They kind of laughed at him.  I did find out that he is from Italy and worked in the U.S. Consulate over there.  He stated that accounted for his ignorance.  Actually he said: I am new to this country.  HA HA HA!!!!