Bureacracy gone mad!
The bureacracy in this country is a COMPLETE NIGHTMARE! What a morning.
My mother-in-law died recently and the bit I am involved in is the transfer of her part of my husband's pension to me. So my sister-in-law's son accompanied me to Abdali to the Ministry of Finance. Of course all the detours make it a nightmare to get there with ensuing gridlock of traffic. We get there and go from one counter to another and finally arrive at a point where a gentleman in front of a computer looked up the number and told us to go to the next desk. They said ok you have to wait for ten minutes so that the file can be brought up. The computer seems to be redundant! We wait for awhile, the file arrives. Then the guy looks at me and says we have to have a paper to prove you are alive!!! What????? I said here is my id and here I am, what more do you want? No, that would not do so we had to traipse over to Jabel Hussein, again facing huge traffic jams. We get there and battle to the front of the queue to find the computers down. That is when I bailed out and left cousin-in-law to do the rest.
Two taxis refused to take me because they did not want to go to where I wanted to go! The third one (after waiting ten minutes in the boiling sun) finally said ok. He was an old man (probably the same age as me!!!) who spent the whole time pressing his horn through the nightmare of the traffic. But at least I arrived safe and sound though so hot I could hardly think straight.
So hopefully my presence will not be needed again though it seemed unfair to leave the cousin to finish it all off. Heaven help all those who have to go through all this in various departments belonging to the Government. T
My mother-in-law died recently and the bit I am involved in is the transfer of her part of my husband's pension to me. So my sister-in-law's son accompanied me to Abdali to the Ministry of Finance. Of course all the detours make it a nightmare to get there with ensuing gridlock of traffic. We get there and go from one counter to another and finally arrive at a point where a gentleman in front of a computer looked up the number and told us to go to the next desk. They said ok you have to wait for ten minutes so that the file can be brought up. The computer seems to be redundant! We wait for awhile, the file arrives. Then the guy looks at me and says we have to have a paper to prove you are alive!!! What????? I said here is my id and here I am, what more do you want? No, that would not do so we had to traipse over to Jabel Hussein, again facing huge traffic jams. We get there and battle to the front of the queue to find the computers down. That is when I bailed out and left cousin-in-law to do the rest.
Two taxis refused to take me because they did not want to go to where I wanted to go! The third one (after waiting ten minutes in the boiling sun) finally said ok. He was an old man (probably the same age as me!!!) who spent the whole time pressing his horn through the nightmare of the traffic. But at least I arrived safe and sound though so hot I could hardly think straight.
So hopefully my presence will not be needed again though it seemed unfair to leave the cousin to finish it all off. Heaven help all those who have to go through all this in various departments belonging to the Government. T
posted by joladies at Tuesday, June 16, 2009
4 Comments:
LoL! Two years ago I had to hire a lawyer for a month to prove that my grandfather is actually my grandfather to transfer a house property into my name.
I always wondered whether they cannot utilize their brains or they were hired for that talent
It took cousin-in-law another 2 hours after I left him to finish the procedure of getting a paper to show that I am still alive! And I did not even have to be there. Next nightmare will be at the beginning of July when I have to turn up at the Min of Finance again. T
did you look transparent or were you wearing a white bed sheet with two holes for eyes at the Finance Ministry? :)
I think I was a figment of my own imagination!!! T
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