I planned on working from home today since one of my errands was to get my passport application in at lunch.  There happens to be a post office just down the road that takes pictures and processes them.  Shortly after getting through my emails this morning I realized I had a meeting.

I went into work and attended said boring meeting.

Afterwards I headed out out to the post office with my application and supporting documents in hand.   The man behind the counter pulls me into a side office to take a picture.  I sit down and *snap* it’s over.  No warning, so smile, no review… we’re suddenly back at the main desk filling out the rest of the app.

I fork over the money and right when I finish signing the form I look up and he had stapled my picture to the forms.

OMG it was horrible.  I looked like friggin jabba the hut!  He was short and I was tall and it …..oh man it was bad.

it was so horrible that my personal space time bubble slowed down while the rest of the world sped up.  I could not stop him, the folder was whisked away in a blink of an eye.

I felt like doing one of those slow motion runs and jump over the desk yelling, "NOOOooooo!"

Now, I want to hide and never come out.  However, somewhere out there in some federal database there is proof that jabba exists.  and in 3 weeks proof will arrive in my mailbox.  Yes, 3 weeks, because I paid more to expedite this horrible piece of paper.