I'm off to England today to interview with the bastard bureaucrats down at US Embassy head office, with their BS, double-talk and smoke-filled coffee-house crap. They want my visa application on their desk by 9am tomorrow morning because chief is breathing down their neck. They say I'm reckless - a renegade maverick, but I say I get results and consistently go above and beyond the call of duty. I’m just trying to do my job, dammit!
If I’m successful I will return soon with my fiancé visa, but if not, I may be estranged from my soon-to-be-wife and child, forever!
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