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Received in an e-mail from a friend of mine:
This, apparently is an actual letter received by the UK Passport Office.
Dear Sirs,
I'm in the process of renewing my passport, and still cannot believe this.
How is it that Sky Television has my address and telephone number and knows that I bought a bleeding satellite dish from them back in 1977, and yet, the Government is still asking me where I was bloody born and on what date.
For Christ sakes, do you guys do this by hand?
My birth date you have on my pension book, and it is on all the income tax forms I've filed for the past 30 years.
It is on my National Health card, my driving license, my car insurance, on the last eight damn passports I've had,
on all those stupid customs declaration forms I've had to fill out before being allowed off the plane over the last 30 years, and all those insufferable census forms.
Would somebody please take note, once and for all, that my mother's name is Mary Anne, my father's name is Robert and I'd be abso-f*****g-lutely astounded if that ever changed between now and when I die!!!!!!
I apologise, I'm really ****ed off this morning.
Between you an' me, I've had enough of this bull****!
You send the application to my house, then you ask me for my f*****g address!!!!
What is going on? Do you have a gang of Neanderthal ********s workin' there?
Look at my damn picture. Do I look like Bin Laden? I don't want to dig up Yasser Arafat, for **** sakes.
I just want to go and park my arse on some sandy beach somewhere.
And would someone please tell me, why would you give a **** whether I plan on visiting a farm in the next 15 days?
If I ever got the urge to do something weird to a chicken or a goat, believe you me, you'd be the last ****ing people I'd
want to tell!
Well, I have to go now, 'cause I have to go to the other end of the poxy city to get another f*****g copy of my birth certificate, to the tune of
This, apparently is an actual letter received by the UK Passport Office.
Dear Sirs,
I'm in the process of renewing my passport, and still cannot believe this.
How is it that Sky Television has my address and telephone number and knows that I bought a bleeding satellite dish from them back in 1977, and yet, the Government is still asking me where I was bloody born and on what date.
For Christ sakes, do you guys do this by hand?
My birth date you have on my pension book, and it is on all the income tax forms I've filed for the past 30 years.
It is on my National Health card, my driving license, my car insurance, on the last eight damn passports I've had,
on all those stupid customs declaration forms I've had to fill out before being allowed off the plane over the last 30 years, and all those insufferable census forms.
Would somebody please take note, once and for all, that my mother's name is Mary Anne, my father's name is Robert and I'd be abso-f*****g-lutely astounded if that ever changed between now and when I die!!!!!!
I apologise, I'm really ****ed off this morning.
Between you an' me, I've had enough of this bull****!
You send the application to my house, then you ask me for my f*****g address!!!!
What is going on? Do you have a gang of Neanderthal ********s workin' there?
Look at my damn picture. Do I look like Bin Laden? I don't want to dig up Yasser Arafat, for **** sakes.
I just want to go and park my arse on some sandy beach somewhere.
And would someone please tell me, why would you give a **** whether I plan on visiting a farm in the next 15 days?
If I ever got the urge to do something weird to a chicken or a goat, believe you me, you'd be the last ****ing people I'd
want to tell!
Well, I have to go now, 'cause I have to go to the other end of the poxy city to get another f*****g copy of my birth certificate, to the tune of
