Passport
My passport for the mission expired yesterday. That means eight years ago, I finished my mission. Wow! Am I really starting to get that old? Hang on, let me check something. … Yup, bones crack as I stand up and sit down. I make funny moaning sounds as I settle down, I must be getting old. Past time to implement my plans for world domination!
Actually, yesterday I had my picture taken for a new passport. The main color for the company I work for is orange. I happened to have a branded, orange shirt on yesterday when I got my picture taken. My new passport will have that nice orange shirt. You know what that means? It means when ever I go out of the country, I’ll be representing the company. Did you hear that guys? You can take me to the Philippines on your next trip there. Or Japan, or Mexico, or Europe. I really do not mind where. JUST TAKE ME SOMEWHERE!
They promised they would though. They have done it time and again, promised to take us with them over the years to these places. At this past Christmas party they promised to take the original 14 (13 now) employees to the Philippines in front of over 600 people. There are witnesses. I want to go. Which is why I am getting my passport renewed. Plus, you never know what may be lurking around the corner.
Yes, there is a lot of destruction over there right now in the Philippines. So we may want to wait until it has been cleaned up a bit. But I still want to go over there. Eventually. What I REALLY want is a free ride to Russia. Russia is too poor and corrupt (sad) to support our product, but that would be nice, to go back there. To see old friends. Go do those things I was not allowed to the first time I was there because I was a missionary. Yes, that would be fun.
To my passport! May it go places the other did not!
Actually, yesterday I had my picture taken for a new passport. The main color for the company I work for is orange. I happened to have a branded, orange shirt on yesterday when I got my picture taken. My new passport will have that nice orange shirt. You know what that means? It means when ever I go out of the country, I’ll be representing the company. Did you hear that guys? You can take me to the Philippines on your next trip there. Or Japan, or Mexico, or Europe. I really do not mind where. JUST TAKE ME SOMEWHERE!
They promised they would though. They have done it time and again, promised to take us with them over the years to these places. At this past Christmas party they promised to take the original 14 (13 now) employees to the Philippines in front of over 600 people. There are witnesses. I want to go. Which is why I am getting my passport renewed. Plus, you never know what may be lurking around the corner.
Yes, there is a lot of destruction over there right now in the Philippines. So we may want to wait until it has been cleaned up a bit. But I still want to go over there. Eventually. What I REALLY want is a free ride to Russia. Russia is too poor and corrupt (sad) to support our product, but that would be nice, to go back there. To see old friends. Go do those things I was not allowed to the first time I was there because I was a missionary. Yes, that would be fun.
To my passport! May it go places the other did not!
posted by Elvenbane at 7:53 AM
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