Really and fucking truly, it was a waste of a day:

    The clerk refused the medical because the doctor didn’t tick a box to specify that I didn’t need a given vaccine.

    They requested from me a form that I was specifically informed on the paperwork that I didn’t need, forcing me to out and wandering Ballsbridge in search of a net cafe to download it (to the lady in Jury’s: You are a lifesaver, if I knew your name I’d name my nextborn after you).

    They requested paperwork from Mariah that I had already provided from her family. Again, she wasn’t supposed to need these papers.

First, I’m angry because of the manifest lack of help from the staff. To help someone is to take responsibility for one’s actions, right? If nothing else, it was a lesson for me in the danger’s on an entrenched bureaucracy. There was a lovely family I met there who were living in a very remote part of Galway. The father was Irish and the mother French, and both of them were naturalized US citizens. Because of this their son didn’t automatically gain US citizenship (as I understand it) or a US passport, as he was born in France, and both the French and Irish American embassies had kept the family running in circles as no one at either embassy was willing to take responsibility for their actions and take the five minutes to help them.

Second, I’m sad at the siege mentality on display at the embassy. I only spoke to one American the whole time I was there and she was (seemingly) a second-level clerk. The security guards were private contractors and all of the administrative staff I met were Irish. We were kept in a portacabin that was a safe distance from the embassy, after being searched, all our electronics quarantined and escorted by a guard at all times.

I’m sure that little four year old girl the guard roared at was actually a ninja who kept coils of shigawire in her hair.

I’m going to call the embassy in a few minutes to arrange a new interview.


by Mark Grealish

in me

Dashing brigand, handsome rapscallion, father, crazy cat lady and the world's greatest lover and liar, living in Dublin, Ireland.

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  • Mike on

    Man, I a so sorry to hear this!!!

    I have to agree that it appears you are insignificant in the whole grand scheme of things. Surely it wont take a genius to realise that something as simple as that isn’t a problem but then thats paperwork for you.

    However, I do know that the level of security they have implemented since Sept 11th (& I don’t necessary mean the security guys at the embassy) is way higher than before. I remember when I got my works visa the amount of paperwork that was required, checked, checked again and then checked twice after that was amazing and that was before being submitted to the Embassy.

    Keep hanging in there matey, it will all work out in the end.

  • Jen on


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