Waiting at the social service dept of the local government (n.b. in the same building were we used to have our solfeggio classes and examinations before it was taken away buy the gov), scribbling Hindi characters on the back of Janis Joplin's bio (of course I was scribbling on a paper on the book), I must have looked... well... weird. But then when I entered the office and didn't have the required certificate with me and in fact didn't have a clue if I had that certificate at all, I felt utterly silly. Like, what paper, they gave me no paper, what the hell are you talking about, why oh why is this happening? And then I came back home and hello, there was no such paper, which means I have to go and see the employment agency yet again, ask for that stupid paper, take it back to the gov office, and hope against hope this time it'll be fine. Why are they doing it? Is that supposed to make us learn our place in the system? Do they think we bloody unemployed bastards have got nothing else to do but travel across the city asking for funny papers? Or are they just so stupid that they can't give you all your papers in one meeting, so you end up returning time and again? And how come these people have paid jobs and I don't?
P.S. Yes, you're right. Yesterday I had my first Hindi lesson and we learnt four characters of the alphabet.
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