Sometime in June 2008 I needed my ID card and saw it expires in November that year.
Today (!) I managed to go and apply for a new one. Because I need a new passport for Cuba as well.
My colleague said I will get to pay the penalty for waiting so long - but naaaah, wasn´t the case :-)
And my, it was a true surprise. I suppose the "German thoroughness" is well known and that public servants are not famous for being fast. I had a book with me (cause I went to the Gym afterwards anyways) and expected some time for the book whilst waaaaiting.
I went and got my number, opened the door and.... my number was already on display!
I gave the friendly woman the old passport and ID card, had the biometrical pictures ready, my Birth Certificate (ye-hess! I needed to proof I was actually born earlier in my life!) and enough money, too.
She explained the next steps and was quick in working on the documents.
Wo-hoo!! :-)
Odd thing was that now they take your fingerprints (and from both) index-fingers. You have to do that three times per finger so the machine gets the best results.
I felt like a criminal, I tell ya!
On one hand I don´t plan a big bank robbery yet, but on the other hand I wonder for what issues they might misuse this information about me in the future?
How about that in your place???
But, well, I was out there in no time, a wonder!
About an hour later I had another reason to look in wonder.
Because without realizing I found myself between giants!
No, really, I´m still on holiday and was in the morning in the gym and the New Yorker Phantoms, our Basketball-Team, was there to do some workout.
It was kinda freaky standing between ten really huge men, all in the same outfit, too!
Their trainer was probably Ingo´s size, wich is way over 1,80m, and he looked really small amongst them.
Giant is what probably will happen this weekend. 40cm new snow are expected.
The coldest winter in 20 (!!) years (yeah, "Global Warming", huh?!)
And I have to go by car on Monday. I do not look forward to that, to say the mildest. I am afraid of driving. Like really afraid. Won´t go into detail bout who just doesn´t mind getting their butts outta bed at all :-(..)
Our "war-guilt", yeah...
It´s frightening to see the cars (and oneself) gliding and slipping on the icy roads. There are many accidents and I certainly don´t wanna end up like that...
Please send some warm temps!
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