one stamp please…

Here is my yesterday story…..I needed a certification to be translated to English for a university. The story starts from 9 am when I got out of home. It is noted that our school had a welcome ceremony  for the year one students that day. I knew that and headed to school, when I arrived there, it was 10 and I saw all the seats and chairs in the yard.

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I went upstairs and noticed a big gray lock on the office door. I was disappointed…..I had no way, I had to go to the new school which the ceremony is holding there., took a bus to Sucassa Hotel and the walked for about 15 minutes under a direct sunlight of the time….when I arrived there, the ceremony was finished but they offered me something to eat and drink…I saw staggering amount of short and blue uniform students standing with their parents….all the staffs where there…talking…laughing…moving to the new school.  I went in and asked the school principal whether he can stamp my certification now or can’t. He told me that the stamp is in the old school building and I will get there around 12….it was 11.15pm….I said OK, I will see you there….then I took the way to the bus station…I was on the way when heard a car beeping, turned my head and followed the sound….ohhhh….it was his car…school principal….very nice to pay respect to me….thanks a lot….he picked me up and said I’m going somewhere before school, I had to agree….we went and it took 15 minutes only….we got on the way to the last school building and stuck behind a traffic light which was just 500 meters further than the building…suddenly…his phone ranged….who  do you think he was>…his son…he said I just arrived to the hotel…he was coming from the airport…in fact I found out that the new teachers just arrived to the airport this morning and he went to escort them to their hotel….we changed the way to the Flamingo Hotel…. wow..imagine that you are the first person among the students who is seeing the new teachers…they were tall…every one of them were coming from different part of my country…from east to west…from north to south…they were all men with their families…wow…4 vans and they were the first group and there were still 3 more groups who were coming next days….it was 12 and I helped them in the checking process….heheh…the checking time was 3pm….wow..they had to wait…3 hrs….They were introducing themselves to the school principal and me…anyway…it was getting late for me and I had to go somewhere else..I told the head that can you help me because I have to be in the embassy before they close…he said OK, I sign the paper then you go to the school and tell them that I need his stamp and I will call them….no way…I walked all the way through the school….when I arrived there I was such a person who just came out of the swimming pool…it was 1 pm and I got to the bus station swiftly…for your information…it was the first time that i was going to the new consular section of the embassy and forgot to check the Google maps…anyway…I knew where approximately is….I arrive to the Iran Air office and was about to enter and ask  staffs, I saw a man and asked him about the place I was going, he also didn’t know where it is..he just knew that it is in the block D…we found the place finally….wow…lots of people waiting…i got a ticket…3049 was my number….I sat for about 15 minutes until they called my number…I went to the counter and explained my situation…she said I’m so sorry, we do not offer this here…she said you can take it to a private office which does it for you….I was disappointed but was curious about that office…my phone was running out of charge and it was raining which I hate the most because I don’t like getting soaked…anyway.. I HAD TO…I called my sister, she found the office for me….36th floor, Maxis Tower…..I reached there under a heavy rain…it was raining cats and dogs…when I got there we discussed about the prices and time…then I realized that the translated certificates…so I thought that the university would not accept it…so I went back home….no,no,no…I went to British Council to meet my old friends but unfortunately non of them were there and I left there…reached to the bust stop….hen finally arrive home at 4pm…

This is what happened to me just for getting one signature and a stamp……hehehe…nothing else to say…