The dangers of worklessness are everywhere you look:
Jamal gets his own cat ears.
Oh, and just in case you were thinking of applying for a work permit and the necessary visa as a sort of weekend project — don’t. I mean, unless you’ve got a super excellent job to go to. Then yes. But be prepared.
Woof, woof woof. Woof…(trnsltn- I love Anna but I hope the processing of her visa goes smoothly)
I promise to bring you in iced buns every day for a week to make the process all worth it in the end. I also share your feelings, having (after already producing the most complete and beautifully presented application they’d ever seen, I bet) had to find a copy of every one of my VAT quarterly returns, scan two years worth of sales records and generally produce whatever the home office wanted. Proof of VAT status? No problem. Nice big cheque? Sure, why not. Evidence of colour of cats? Okaaay… (they didn’t really need that. Ironically, I could probably have produced it easier than all the other things seeing as my cats are black and furry and deposit big clods of fur everywere.)