You’ve got mail

It’s always remarkable how really small and insignificant joys can save your entire messed-up day, and it’s even more fascinating how certain things can destroy your long-overdue and precious moments of euphoria in an instant. Behold this love letter I got just in time for Valentine’s day:

Your appointment as an assistant student

Dear Mr. ****

according to the present documents, your appointment as an assistant student at the Technical University of Munich – Faculty of Physics (Lectures affairs) – is intended for the 20th of February 2008 (<- Note the date. Today is the 14th – ed.)

According to instructions by the Bavarian Government, before the appointment of applicants with places of birth and/or citizenship of certain countries (..) can be carried out, an inquiry at the Bavarian State Office for the Protection of the Constitution has to be made for possible ties to radical Islamist-Fundamendalist terrorist organizations. (<- Oh for &$*%’s sake, not AGAIN – ed.)

As the inquiry at the State Office takes around four weeks to process, the decision over your appointment can only be definitely settled after the inquiry result has arrived. (<- Right, because I definitely won’t be 3 weeks late for the job by then – ed.)

Sincere regards,

****

Dear authorities: After giving me the special treatment solely for my nationality three times in less than a year, the fourth time is rather boring. But thanks a lot for screwing me over.

The Sphinx