Clearly this is the best way to run this system. Of course I want to go wait for an hour at one office to receive a sheet of paper telling me I have to go wait in line at a place that is across town. Things should be so simple.
So last monday I decided to show up at the Civil Registration office at 11 in the morning, thinking this was sufficient. Never in my life have I been so wrong. There is a deli type number system in hell, I mean the office. When I arrived the number on the board was B-62, the number I chose was D-35. When I decided to leave; roughly one hour later, the number was B-72.
The next morning I returned at 7:45 with the appropriate documents. More than ready to wage war on this system. I was already 15 people back when I got in line outside the building. I waited for 45 minutes until the doors were opened to the public. As soon as people entered the gates chaos ensued. I witnessed a grown man cut an old woman in line, and justify it to her with the logic that the line was outside the gate. Once I made it to the number dispenser I pulled a 76. I only had to wait 10 turns!
I then realized why cutting was an absolutely necessary phenomenon of that dreadful office. Each person you cut in front of is literally saving you 5-10 minutes of your life. Perhaps one day, Santiago can have one registration office. That is a world in which I would like to live.
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A man who died on the operating table only to be brought back by his doctors after several minutes of "death" described the experience as follows: I was drawn to a great, bright, white light, which I walked towards until I came to a counter, wheren I had to take a number and wait in line.
Dad
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