eagle_predator
Bencher
I think we can all relate to this !!!
Australian Passport Application letter
   Dear Minister,
I'm in the process of renewing my passport, and still cannot believe this.
How is it that Dick Smith has my address and telephone number and knows that
I bought a TV cable from them back in 1997, and yet, the Federal Government
is still asking me where I was born and on what date?
For Christ's sake, do you guys do this by hand?
You have my birth date on all the income tax forms I've filed for the past
30 years. It's on my health insurance card, my driver's licence, on the
last eight bloody passports I've had, on all those stupid customs
declaration forms I've had to fill out before being allowed off the planes
over the last 30 years, and all those insufferable census forms that are
done at election times.
Would somebody please take note, once and for all, that my mother's name is
Maryanne, my father's name is Robert, and I'd be absolutely astounded if
that ever changed between now and when IÂ die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I apologise Minister, but I'm really pissed off this morning. Between you
and me, I've had enough of this bull****! You mail the application to my
house, then you ask me for my ****ing address. What is going on?
You have a gang of Neanderthal arseholes working there? Look at my damn
picture. Do I look like Bin Laden? I don't want to dig up Yasser Arafat,
for **** sakes. I just want to go and park my arse on a sandy beach. And
would someone please tell me, why would you give a **** whether I plan on
visiting a farm in the next 15 days? If I ever got the urge to do something
weird to a chicken or a goat, believe you me, I'd sure as hell not want to
tell anyone!
Well, I have to go now, because I have to go to the other end of the city
and get another ****ing copy of my birth certificate, to the tune of $60!
Would it be so complicated to have all the services in the same spot to
assist in the issuance of a new passport the same day? But nooooo, that'd
be too damn easy and maybe make sense. You'd rather have us running all
over the ****ing place like chickens with our heads cut off, then find some
arsehole to confirm that it's really me on the goddamn picture -- you know,
the one where we're not allowed to smile in?! ****ing morons!
Hey, you know why we can't smile? Because we're totally pissed off!
Signed - An Irate ****ing Australian Citizen.
P.S. Remember what I said above about the picture and getting someone to
confirm that it's me? Well, my family has been in this country since
1788 when one of my forefathers arrived in a convict ship I have served in
the military and have had security clearances up the yingyang. I was aide
de camp to the Governor of our State for three years, and I have been doing
volunteer work for the CMF for about five years. However, I have to get
someone 'important' to verify who I am --Â you know someone like my doctor
WHO WAS BORN AND RAISED IN COMMUNIST ****ING CHINA!!! ;D
Australian Passport Application letter
   Dear Minister,
I'm in the process of renewing my passport, and still cannot believe this.
How is it that Dick Smith has my address and telephone number and knows that
I bought a TV cable from them back in 1997, and yet, the Federal Government
is still asking me where I was born and on what date?
For Christ's sake, do you guys do this by hand?
You have my birth date on all the income tax forms I've filed for the past
30 years. It's on my health insurance card, my driver's licence, on the
last eight bloody passports I've had, on all those stupid customs
declaration forms I've had to fill out before being allowed off the planes
over the last 30 years, and all those insufferable census forms that are
done at election times.
Would somebody please take note, once and for all, that my mother's name is
Maryanne, my father's name is Robert, and I'd be absolutely astounded if
that ever changed between now and when IÂ die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I apologise Minister, but I'm really pissed off this morning. Between you
and me, I've had enough of this bull****! You mail the application to my
house, then you ask me for my ****ing address. What is going on?
You have a gang of Neanderthal arseholes working there? Look at my damn
picture. Do I look like Bin Laden? I don't want to dig up Yasser Arafat,
for **** sakes. I just want to go and park my arse on a sandy beach. And
would someone please tell me, why would you give a **** whether I plan on
visiting a farm in the next 15 days? If I ever got the urge to do something
weird to a chicken or a goat, believe you me, I'd sure as hell not want to
tell anyone!
Well, I have to go now, because I have to go to the other end of the city
and get another ****ing copy of my birth certificate, to the tune of $60!
Would it be so complicated to have all the services in the same spot to
assist in the issuance of a new passport the same day? But nooooo, that'd
be too damn easy and maybe make sense. You'd rather have us running all
over the ****ing place like chickens with our heads cut off, then find some
arsehole to confirm that it's really me on the goddamn picture -- you know,
the one where we're not allowed to smile in?! ****ing morons!
Hey, you know why we can't smile? Because we're totally pissed off!
Signed - An Irate ****ing Australian Citizen.
P.S. Remember what I said above about the picture and getting someone to
confirm that it's me? Well, my family has been in this country since
1788 when one of my forefathers arrived in a convict ship I have served in
the military and have had security clearances up the yingyang. I was aide
de camp to the Governor of our State for three years, and I have been doing
volunteer work for the CMF for about five years. However, I have to get
someone 'important' to verify who I am --Â you know someone like my doctor
WHO WAS BORN AND RAISED IN COMMUNIST ****ING CHINA!!! ;D