Let me tell you about my morning. Two things have absolutely pissed me off and ruined my mood for the day. I went to SARS (the 'tax man' for my non-local friends) at 645am, thinking I'd be near the front of the que. I was number 6, which is not bad, considering I was number 13 yesterday. But then we waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited - watching SARS people to-ing and fro-ing and not actually doing anything much - until 815am, when the chap eventually turned up to give us our numbers. That's 2 hours of standing, with no benches, and no toilet facilities - and if you leave the que, you lose your place. The doors finally opened to let us in at 830, and I finally got to the counter at about 910am. The cause of this unacceptable delay? The SARS staff "write exams" on Wednesdays! Seriously? Why can't they write their exams after hours instead of inconveniencing the public who has been standing in the street for 2 hours??? I have better things to do than to waste my time waiting for them - and in fact I was 1 of around 100 people who had better things to do than to waste their time waiting for them!
The second thing was the absolute incompetence of the SARS security officials. While I was waiting in the que this morning, a man stopped where the que turned the corner to the last stretch of the line to the door. He was dressed in a suit and asked in general if he could share a message from the bible with us. I objected aloud and said "No thank you, I'm not a Christian." The man ignored me and began to preach a sermon about sin and the usual tripe spouted by these types of manic street preacher.