Jan 7

The embassy fast track

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Today, I was at the embassy trying to make my visa for my upcoming business trip. I had prepared myself for a very long wait. As I was approaching the gate, I noticed this hot babe standing in the queue in front of me. The queue was for the security check as there was recently some rumoured terrorist activity in the area.
As I stood behind the hot babe, I tapped her on the shoulder and started using one of my routine openers. She showed me a little bit of IOI (indicator of interest) and I proceeded with a couple of routines. However, her interest did not seem to heighten, probably due to the hot summer weather. She was anxious to get inside the embassy.
Just before she was about to get into the compound via the security check, she asked me for my name. I was just about to number close at that time but the conditions were not favourable. I just let it go, it happens all the time. Chicks just come and go.
As I walked into the embassy, I noticed a horrendously crowded waiting area. Resigned to my fate, I proceeded to one corner holding onto my queue number that read 102. The screen at the counters were flashing 20 to 30. Suddenly, one of the counter girls shouted my name. I just noticed that the counter girl was the hot babe I talked to outside the embassy. She had decided to conveniently help me cut the queue. I walked towards her with a sly smile across my lips. I was going to close something after all. Buck My Life!