Public Service Announcement
Since i've started telling people about my upcoming move to Glasgow, i've noticed a trend in peoples' reaction.
And it's annoying the shit out of me.
After telling people that i'm moving, some have taken to asking, "why?!" - which is a fair question. The next question is usually, "how?" - and i begin explaining about the wonderful world of UK Ancestry (basically, if you have a Grandparent from the UK and live in the commonwealth, you can apply for a UK Ancestry Visa that allows you to live and work in the UK for 4 years). i pontificate aloud as to how long i plan on staying (no idea), and tell people that after 3 years, you can apply to become a permanent resident. After a year of residency, you can then apply to become a citizen (which is, yes, something i've thought about).
Anyway, some people have replied to my long-winded answer by stating, "or you could just marry a Scottish lad!!"
WHICH MAKES ME WANT TO RIP MY HAIR OUT AND SCREAM IN THEIR FACE AND KICK DIRT AT THEIR SHINS!
Now, i'm not a politically correct tyrant or anything, but it fucking annoys me because people just assume that:
(a) i'm straight - which, ok, I AM but still!
and
(b) i believe in marriage and obviously, if i were to get married, i would marry for the sheer convenience of it.
i know that people mean no harm by their replies but i fucking swear: if one more person points out that i could just marry away all my visa problems, i might just go all Frances Farmer on their ass!
2 comments:
Geez I did not realize this generation even knew who Frances Farmer was!! Impressive!
Who could ever forget the infamous incident when Frances Farmer beat the shit out of her hair/make-up lady when she berated Frances for not brushing her hair?! Frances ruled!
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