My buddy Roger calls last night - late - and leaves a message.
No I didn't hear the phone cause' I shut the ringer off at night.
If there is an emergency, oh well, once I am awakened at night it's
very difficult to get back to sleep.
Anyway, he's showing up today, apparently.
He wants me to sponsor his wife in the Philippines to come
over and live here. He can't do it because he's been living over there the
last decade and doesn't have w-2's to prove he can financially sustain
her being here.
It's just so tweaked. They are letting illegals stay and not deporting them
yet they won't allow a lady to come in who has done ALL of the paperwork
required - which isn't a small amount mind you - and attempting to do it
the right way through the government.
I'm going to try to help him. That's his wife, for crying out loud, not some
stranger he just met. He moved back here with the intention of doing all
of that paperwork and then getting her here. The only thing holding it up
now is the government's insistence that he have a sponsor.
Thursday. Just cruising along here. Sort of getting used to the new job and
all the driving. Not just driving there and back every day, which is enough
in itself, but also the amount of driving I am doing while on the job. Pretty
much all day long, racking up thousands of miles per week now. Just totally
different type of situation going on here even though it's the same company
selling the same product. Heck, at 5:00pm yesterday afternoon, a contractor
called needing someone to bring out materials for a waterline break. Someone
else volunteered to do it thankfully. Yes I could use the extra OT, but I need
a life somewhere along the way here as well!
No time for more.