The Bridge and The Border

I had to give the suspense one day to marinate….

Appropriately, the rain came down in buckets just 25 miles from the bridge. I get to the US customs office. Ring the bell. No response. A few agents walk in and out, not even looking my way. Ring it again, no one let’s me in. More agents refuse to acknowledge my citizenship or presence, despite a few “sir can u help me out here”‘s on my part. Finally after twenty minutes waiting in the pouring rain, one officer acknowledges me, walks in, puts down his dinner, let’s me in and gets me moving.

Amazing.

About tonycaferro

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