La Migra , again.

Today was the third trip to immigration in my yearly quest for the renewal of my visa.
And I dutifully arrived early to stand in line outside and wait for the office to open so we- others were there before me - could be given a number and herded inside like cattle to slaughter where we got to wait some more.
And then my number was called and a nice lady took my number and papers and I got to wait some more.
She got back and smiled sweetly and said there was a problem; I had been late in starting the process so I had to pay a fine. To pay this fine, the nice lady said, I had to go to a bank with a form she would give me, pay the amount and return with receipt and two copies of same.
So I did.
I jumped a bus and fought a recalcitrant ATM machine ( it won ) found another and got the money to pay the fine, rushed to the bank to wait in line and then to pay and catch another bus back to immigration to wait in line to present my very own " Mission Accomplished ".
And the nice lady smiled sweetly and took my papers, disappeared and I got to wait some more.
She came back and pointed at my papers and said
This is the wrong amount. You have to go back to the bank and pay the correct amount and get a receipt for the that. Only the correct amount. Nothing else will be acceptable.
So, due to a clerical error, I had to return to the bank and battle bank bureaucracy to pay the missing amount and get a spanking new receipt.
And I persevered and I returned, triumphantly, to immigration with the new receipt and the the requisite copies and got to wait again till the nice lady took my papers and smiled sweetly at me and told me to wait a while.
And she came back and sweetly told me that now everything was fine and I should come back in about ten days.
To Be Continued..........