My biometric documents have apparently arrived - that's what the courier letter stated. Being at work however, I have yet to take actual stewardship of my new found legal status. It is all rather exciting. I can't wait to get my hands on my new biometric documents. Although they are what I would call 'bridging documents' - it's not exactly citizenship, nor is it permanent residency; being given permission to stay on in this country on account of 'Family life' (i.e. married to a British) is definitely a step up from being previously (albeit briefly) in limbo.
I've since instructed the assigned couriers my work address. Am not sure if my request be accept since it was sent after 4 pm today. So we shall see ... whether they be calling at my work place. Perhaps a phone call tomorrow would clarify matters.
On the work front, A had called in sick today. I can't help but wonder if it is a ploy to set in the point 'la bella prima donna' is indeed indespensible. I was assigned the task of pulling out the required documents for the audit in April. It was rather challenging, to say the least. Particularly when A had held on to her job by confounding others with her chaotic way of doing things. Faffing about was part of the act. Being left to figure out where everything was, I slowly piece together (with pieces of information that she's fed me so far) the mysteries of 'la bella prima donna's filing methods and why she's got monopoly on the company's databases.
Don't get me wrong, am not moaning about how things are at work. I rather like solving mysterious. I have to say, it was a blessing in disguise to be left on my own to figure out where everything was and how it worked without worrying about upsetting the prima donna. It was admittedly tedious work and for the first half of the day it all was rather like trying to find a needle in a haystack. However, having always fancied being an anthropologist - I kept digging. Pulling out documents from all over, trying to figure out where they were and how they all fit together and putting them back just so that the prima donna won't have a fit that her things have been moved. Am just thankful that unlike a true anthropologist am not out digging in the elements. I am, admittedly not made out of very stern stuff. I don't take cold very well nor the heat.
Speaking of elements, the office today felt rather chilly. The heater's not exactly broken, however, with the snow we've been having over last week and this, the building even if heated is bound to feel chillier than usual. To think next week when the clocks go forward an hour marks summer .... *brrr* The weather's gone all mad here ...
All part and parcel of life in my adopted country of residence ... I hope I get my biometrics delivered tomorrow!
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