socialism at work

WARNING-THIS MAN IS A TWAT

what a conio of a day...

up around 7am and pfaffing around trying to sort crap out

big hurry going on so im power walking in the wake of vanessa
pobrecita angelica vanessa and i get a bus to the centre of town (or two)

because she was told that the ministry of health was the place to get anti malaria pills

so we get there

and mr army man says 'you cant' come in

fuck off

coz im wearing shorts

you cant enter government buildings with shorts on

what a bag o shite

so i decide to buy some trousers

coz i cant be farked going all the way back to get changed

i buy them in a nearby market and plan to put them on then and there

vanessa says its not correct

so we go off trying to find a toilet

first one is closed

2nd one is closed

3rd one is closed

im already v tired and becoming v cranky

i put them on over my shorts and we get in

we are directed to the something floor where we go

eventually some socialist party crony shows up and speaks a whole load of communist bollocks and takes us to another room

tell vanessa that she can sign the document

because she 'is the people'

we wait... nothing happens

eventually 5 people come back from some kind of break

they are truly doing fuck all

the office manager sits about looking all important banging on about nothing

but he clearly hasnt got a clue what hes talking about and hes trying to hide it

there is no anti malaria pill

there is no inocculation

there is no malaria

there is no earth

there is no me or you

there is just rubbish that he's making up....

go here

try there

go there

try here

coz he too most likely is a party crony

eventually the secretary takes us aside and suggests 15 things

each less plausible than the last

its pretty clear here that nobody has any idea what is going on

if the whole govt is run like this the country is in BIG trub

we go back to the original place but give up when nobody will help us

a ridiculous kids show comes on the monitor

we head off across town to another option

some kind of clinic where they do anti stuff

we get there and wait

people faff around incessantly

eventually vanessa butts in and we get to see this lady

who them claims that malaria medication is only for people who go to the jungle for 3 months or more

which is obvious shit

she says i can have a yellow fever booster

why not? i figure

so we go off and get stabbed for that

whilst stabbing was going on i asked the nurse about the anti malaria stuff

and she claims its the same innoculation!

which is shit, coz there is no innoculation for malaria...

im frazzled and confused and vanessa says it is all a mierda

we get the bus back to the flat

and head off again

i ring the agencie de viaje and the bird says i dont need where im going

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?

I give up, we get the bus to the banks

get some bolIvares and go shopping

get some anti mosquito stuff, sunglasses, mob phone credit, long sleeve shirts, thongs and some kind of grape flavoured soft drink which is way too sweet

we then get another bus up the road a bit more so vanessa can get some books for university

how many buses? how many ridiculous stories? how much incompetence?