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I'm compliant. I'll fill out the forms
You fill out your forms patiently and hand them to the lady at the counter. She looks through them briefly. "It'll just be a minute to get these processed. If you could have a seat over there, miss. We'll call you when we get to you."You take a seat. The other dead celebrities take notice of you as you try to ignore them. A few minutes pass and then one approaches you. "Hey, what's your name?" a chubby man says.
You continue to ignore him.
"I'm Chris. Chris Farley." He seems polite at least. "Tommy Boy? Saturday Night Live," he says. "Any of this ring a bell?"
Eww, it's a comedian. How could such a lowly celebrity dare speak to the likes of you? No matter. Just keep ignoring him, Rinke.
More time passes. You're a patient woman but this is getting absurd. "Miss," you say to the woman behind the counter. "Miss!"
She looks up at you. "Can I help you?"
"Yes, how is my paperwork coming along?"
She looks annoyed now. "We're very backed up today," she says in a monotone voice. "If you could just take a seat, we'll get to you as soon as we can." This is ridiculous. You've been waiting for minutes now and you don't even know what for.
Make a fuss. Demand to speak to the owner!
Sit down and chat with what's his name, Chris. He'll know what's going on.