Either be cliché, or don't, Canada, but stop messing with me

[kaitou]

Come hell or high water, I made it to Canada. I left a half hour early, and budgeted myself an hour for lunch. I still arrived at the sister company over two hours late. Apparently the border guards didn't like my letter of introduction very much. I managed to park in thew wrong spot for to go into the immigration/customs building and got chewed out. "Maybe you just park anywhere you feel like it in the States, but you're in Canada now." (really, he said that) And then I spent a couple of hours sitting in immigration. I got a very stern lecture about proper letters, and was thankfully sent on my way. I was really, really afraid that they would send me back. On the plus side I got a few more inches of scarf done. Yes, I knitted through the entire line.

The knitting didn't really do enough to calm me down, so it was awhile before I stopped for gas and lunch. Only to find out that Tim Hortons does not take Visa. And Visa is the only card I have, and I haven't managed to get to an ATM. Strawberry Shortcake Cookie, you will be mine someday.

At this point I was pretty late, so I just drove all the way to the plant. I had to get a little work done, because my boss left me things to do that needed to be done today, even though I wasn't there to do them. I made a token effort (about as much as I could do) and then went and got dinner.

I finally got to the hotel about 7:30, and I turned on the tv and it was....DUE SOUTH.

I go thunk now.

Comments

[sheraton.livejournal.com]

Oh what a craptacular way to start a business trip. And what the hell? The border guard giving you grief must have had a significant other with a headache the night before, 'cause I can't imagine anyone giving you trouble like that without having a problem of their own. Yeesh.

In short, (((((huuuggs!)))))

[soranokumo.livejournal.com]

Oi oi. >_< That just sounds completely unlike every other trip to Canada I've heard about (which isn't a whole lot, admittedly, but...!). I agree, I think that guard must've been having a problem.

This just hasn't been a good day for getting work done, huh? Hopefully that was the worst of it and it will all be better from here on out!

*sends you purrs and hugs*

[anchan218.livejournal.com]

Ugh, what a pain.

I've never heard of border guards giving problems, but my husband did have issues on a trip to Canada once. He wasn't a permanent resident of the US yet (and I think he hadn't even gotten his work visa yet - it was in process, but he was allowed in the US on something called "Practical Training"). Anyway, he was flying through Toronto or Vancouver back home. When Canadian customs looked at his paperwork, he got shunted to some back room where a guy shouted at him about his paperwork not having the proper signatures. But, in reality my husband's paperwork did. So he pointed it out and the customs official was like, "Oh, you're right. You can go." -_-

[aphelion-orion.livejournal.com]

OTL That's awful. The customs people are surprisingly rude in Canada; when I first came there, I thought they were going to grab me and throw me out on my ass.

[flidgetjerome.livejournal.com]

I still say they're all roided up on Queen Fumes.

[velithya]

aww man, what a pain :( Glad you made it in the end!

[adelheid-p.livejournal.com]

Sorry to hear this but glad you had your knitting to keep you sane. I read through the comments and the whole G20 thing now makes sense about how on edge they all seemed to be. They probably thought you were knitting an Afghan. ;-)