an excerpt

well, this isn´t really an excerpt because i don´t have anything to take it out of, but i feel like this is a parenthesis from yesterday´s blog and i like that word...ëxcerpt¨funny word.
so yesterday we go to the immigration office, because here we are actually illegals. but that´s another story. we´re working on getting legal. don´t judge.
anywho, we thought the office opened at 7.30. but when we got there at around 8.30 there was a line outside and they opened at 9. when we get to the door, the man asks if we have an appt. We said no and then he said, well you have to go to the bank and pay for one first. I looked at Beto and thought, great! Amber did this before with you boys and she didn´t say anything about having to go to the bank first!
I told him that we didn´t and he just kept letting others go in front of us and ignoring us. and kept asking us if we had an appt. we did this about three times before he finally let us in and told us that there was a bank right inside the offices. so we waited in line about an hour before the bank that opens at 9 opened at 10. Not surprising. Then we paid and got an appt. for the next day at 8.30am. We went to ask exactly what documents we would need because there in the offcies i read something tht made me think we might have to go to the embassy´s first of each of our country´s to get our passports authenticated or something, but we were confused and found out too that we could pay a little more and get the passport the same day. the money we paid would´ve been used on taxi´s going back and forth again so we decided to pay a lil extra and save time too. this way we got to sleep in another day too! so anyways, the appt. was fast and we were out of there quickly.
but my point of this blog is to tell a littel story.
so we´re in line at the bank and i see this woman come in. she´s maybe 50 years old and she´s with a teen girl, probably her daughter. she goes over to another line, cuts in front of an elderly woman with a cane...the older lady doenst say anything b-c that´s the way it is here, but if i were her i would´ve used my cane! she´s also pushing her daughter in front of other people and pinching her arm to manipulate her where to stand.
a few minutes later she comes over and puts herself at the front of OUR line! and i hate when people do this and it happens all the time and usually i say something, so i gently tap her on the shoulder and tell her there´s a line...duh, like she doenst see it. and she very rudely says, ï´m a senior citizen, i get to cut. and i just stare at her and then look back in the line to point out an elderly man much older than her who didn´t cut, and i look bck at her and she repeats herself and than says,
¨Do you understan??¨ uuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhh....yes, i understand that you´re RUDE! beto made me let it go, but it was very difficult.
i am looking fwd. to being in the states where people don´t cut, or do they?