Nov. 8th, 2003 04:02 pm
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Okay - last night's plans shit the bed HARD. We're talking fiber OD bowel movement bad.
Make it to the border after a friggin half hour wait. I've never seen the bridge that backed up except during the start of a three day weekend. Finally get to the border guard who promptly (after asking me a shitload of questions) denies me entry because I didn't have my birth certificate on me. I've NEVER had to show my BC at the border before. So I drive back to the apartment and grab both my BC and my passport just to be safe and head back to the bridge.
Wouldn't you know it? Another half hour bottleneck wait. And I wasn't paying attention to which line I got into and ended up at the same wench's gate. She sent me to customs and they disected my car ... Literally.
By that time it would have been at least 10pm before I got into Toronto. The party started at 7pm and I was in too foul a mood to drive the hour+ up there.
FUCK the BORDERGUARDS! Fuck them right in the ear!
Make it to the border after a friggin half hour wait. I've never seen the bridge that backed up except during the start of a three day weekend. Finally get to the border guard who promptly (after asking me a shitload of questions) denies me entry because I didn't have my birth certificate on me. I've NEVER had to show my BC at the border before. So I drive back to the apartment and grab both my BC and my passport just to be safe and head back to the bridge.
Wouldn't you know it? Another half hour bottleneck wait. And I wasn't paying attention to which line I got into and ended up at the same wench's gate. She sent me to customs and they disected my car ... Literally.
By that time it would have been at least 10pm before I got into Toronto. The party started at 7pm and I was in too foul a mood to drive the hour+ up there.
FUCK the BORDERGUARDS! Fuck them right in the ear!
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