So, today I went to the bureau of land registration to register the new apartment under our name. Last time I went there was an astounding success, I had all the proper documents and only waited sixty minutes in line. With this notch in my belt I entered the building, self confident and determined to get the job done. In the elevator I decided to check that I have all the documents… suddenly I discovered that my ID is not in my wallet. A few days ago when we were at the attorney’s place, he copied our IDs and returned them to Avigail. Never mind, I have my driver’s license and other cards, there is still a chance. I entered the office and looked for something or someone to guide me. I went to the desk clerk and asked her where to go in order to change apartment ownership. Surprisingly she said: “I do that, I need these papers and that papers…”. She didn’t even ask for my ID. So I start producing this paper and that paper… then she says: ”I need the official mortgage bills”. Suddenly I recall a vague memory, we are at the mortgage bank and the mortgage clerk says to us “congratulations, the mortgage was approved; the money will be transferred… Blah Blah Blah… the official mortgage bills will be ready in Blah Blah days, we will call you Blah Blah….”. Bottom line, I don’t have these papers. So I start asking the clerk if she would accept a fax from the bank, thus becoming the annoying person the irritates me when he stands in line before me, obviously doesn’t have the correct papers, and still tries to get away with it. The clerk refused, and I had to admit another bureaucratic defeat. But fear not, next time I will be armed to the teeth with ID’s mortgage bills, the works… Wish me luck.
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