Wednesday morning... what a waste. Lovely day to chose to spend at the Malta Customs. Lovely day too to spend arguing with the Customs Officials. They want an invoice, how the hell am I supposed to know? Read the small print... but I don't read small print. For 13 OPI's. What the customs official did was show me the addicting OPI's, and wrap it up again and said you're not having them. Yeah right, I am a bad loser, nobody's showing me a toy and taking it away again. So that meant I flared up of course. I love losing my temper and flaring up and seeing the looks on other peoples' faces. I don't do it often enough, so when it happens, it all comes out. Fast. And it takes my utmost strength for a temper flare up not to turn into rage. Rage is a bad thing, it makes you sick. But it's always the same thing happening in public places. These are civil servants and they think they have the right to have attitude. Not with me. That doesn't happen. Civil SERVANTS, they are there to serve. Now I'm not one to think they should be treated like servants, slavery is over, but hey they cannot play God Almighty either. They cannot point their grubby fingers at you and ask you if you cannot read a notice. Me, cannot read???? It was that which set me off, told them hanini you would probably have to go to evening school to try to read what I write. Made a complaint, I love that. Went to customer care, that's wonderful. Told the lady in Customer care (and she was nice) that these people should be thankful because my taxes pay three of their employees' job (not true but it always works). I always think I like staying in the background, but then I love the attention when something like this happens. I called them incompetent and rude (and that's totally true). And nobody's giving me mouth. People treat you the way you allow them to treat you.
Back to the OPI's. So the customs official tried to see the percentage of nail lacquer. Turned out it wasn't even listed. Said it's perfume isn't it, so I saw sweet revenge and took it. I politely asked him, open them and take a sniff and you'll know. And this he did, took a big sniff of OPI, stood back and said ok ok go go!!
So now here I am looking at 13 more OPI's added to my collection. True, they made me sweat, but I also got some therapy out of it. Thanks Customs, I hope it'll be a long time before I'm back, and that's what they probably hope for too.
Back to the OPI's. So the customs official tried to see the percentage of nail lacquer. Turned out it wasn't even listed. Said it's perfume isn't it, so I saw sweet revenge and took it. I politely asked him, open them and take a sniff and you'll know. And this he did, took a big sniff of OPI, stood back and said ok ok go go!!
So now here I am looking at 13 more OPI's added to my collection. True, they made me sweat, but I also got some therapy out of it. Thanks Customs, I hope it'll be a long time before I'm back, and that's what they probably hope for too.
