Tuesday 25 October 2011

Irony Tastes Like Frustration Flavored Candy

Six months ago I was telling immigrants that they needed to get worker's permits to legally work in the United States. Now I have to apply for a worker's permit to legally work in Ethiopia. I feel like this calls for some Alantis Morissette.

(and yeah, I realize that 90% of the situations in this song do not actually qualify as "ironic", but that's ironic in itself, don'tcha think?)




UPDATE: Barring some completely unforeseen event, the Ethiopian government has granted me a "green card" that is good for the next ten months. Thanks Ethiopia!

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