Harry Tuttle: Bloody paperwork. Huh! Sam Lowry: I suppose one has to expect a certain amount. Harry Tuttle: Why? I came into this game for the action, the excitement. Go anywhere, travel light, get in, get out, wherever there's trouble, a man alone. Now they got the whole country sectioned off, you can't make a move without a form.
from the film
Brazil (1986) Mel, of
The Life Cycle of a Fruit Fly, has some paperwork headaches making her want to tear her hair - she had
tax problems that seem to have her owing 10 grand - at first.
In other news, the administration is likely to sign off on the Real ID provision tacked on to an Iraq War spending bill. Doubtless this will go down in history as a great anti-Terror tool, right up there with ticket agents asking if people have always been in possession of their luggage, and seizing Swiss army knives in terms of protecting us from flaming, nasty, death. It's amazing how well forms and questions intoned by zombie-like, low-paid airport workers can stop scheming terrorists. And thanks also, the people who came up with the idea of embedding all my personal info into an RFID chip on a passport. That'll work out well.Good thing no one exploited the last security "Fort Knox" of info, the Social Security Number for illegal reasons either. Great ideas all around, I wonder how that will work out. Let me know, I'm real curious.
But back to paperwork and the wounds it inflicts...let me think over the seven deadliest sins I've been bended, mutilated, and spindled by...
Greed As with the aforelinked Mel (above), I also went to a professional tax prep service for several years. I had to pay for a "premium" service since at the time I was working on a Visa. Premium service included such perks as charging more than double when I filed jointly with my wife, hiring an accounting who only worked in the office at tax time, spending the rest of his year at what I can assume was a senior residence or perhaps a hospice. I was especially please when after paying my special 'you're-Canadian-this-is-so-complex-for-taxes-here-in-the-US' fee, they marked down my tax return as being from a US Citizen. Not to worry though, blanche, I pay just as much no matter from whence I sprang.
Gluttony In becoming a permanent resident, we retained a lawyer who for the low, low price of five thousand dollars. We wanted to make sure no mistake - no matter how small - was made. They managed to scarf down our cash and mark down on forms they sent to the INS that I was born on February 13th, 2003. Bit of a child-groom, I was.
Pride Whilst filling out the forests of paperwork for a mortgage, we also paid a premium to make sure every bit of info was right. M_ was most displeased to see that they listed her as having only a high school education, seeing as she has a Master's. Suddenly, on paper only, I was more overeducated than her.
SlothWe bought our house in the Spring of 2003 - only to shortly thereafter be told by the Lakewood inspector of sidewalks that we had to pay hundreds to have our sidewalks repaired. The time of the inspection? 2002. Now the former owner would have had to disclose that he had a pending repair like this, but the sidewalk department was too lazy to send the notice about the repairs until right after we closed, many months later. A cynic would say they waited till someone new moved in to screw us over - especially if you try to walk down our street and note the many crater like sidewalks going in askance of repair - but I've decided to eschew cynicism.
Lust Although this isn't technically paperwork, long ago when I was not married I tried online dating services, only to find one first date who informed me she wasn't actually looking for "dating/long term relationship" as she had checked off on her profile, but they had no option for "husband in France, bored".
Envy this is an old complaint, but bitter I shall always be about it. In my Grade 9 yearbook form, I was asked to list "Desired Future Profession" and "Actual Future Profession". I listed "World Leader" and "Cannon Fodder" respectively. the editor saw fit to change the latter to "Cannon Loader" - which I might add, makes no sense - forever making me distrustful of editors. I think they didn't want me to have the best lines. I noted that they did allow in two separate people whose favourite sayings were, respectively, "Shut up Jerry" and "Shut up Ritcey".
Wrath Once, when crossing the border, an INS agent named Smith (or so he said) seemed to take a particular dislike to me. He couldn't do anything legal, but little did I know he put down a flag in the computer to mark me as "armed and dangerous"- if which I have been neither. So the next time I crossed, I had the fun of being checked for weapons and treated like a pale, atheistic Cat Stevens. When they figured out that I was unarmed and mostly harmless, they let me go and I overheard those words that I now take to heart "never leave a paper trail".