then last fri i went back to get the translations and coughed up the rm100, and asked for a receipt. i know i'm turning into an old fart, but guess what! the lady started hemming and hawing and saying that this is not official procedure so she cant issue an official receipt, etc, etc. ha. so i wasnt in the mood to make a scene - not that i usually am, anyway, but friday was a bad day (please dont take a picture!) - so i let it go. then i asked about certifications. she said the magistrate was going to have a meeting at 2.30 (it was 2.45) and was it urgent? i didnt feel like being a bitch but foresight came in quite handy so i said yes. and surprise, surprise, my 7 X 2 documents to be certified were free and came back quite instantaneously. that's rm14 less for their piggy bank.
so that's almost everything done... now i have to write out my reference. dammit, i have to get used to this anyway, selling myself, tooting my own horn.
Well if you don't blow your own trumpet, nobody is going to blow it for you!
ReplyDeleteBut this is starting to sound a little kinky.
Hmmmm.....