embarrassment

52. Red flags and the difficulty of telling the truth

I ventured across the border into the US yesterday. As usual, it was an interesting adventure. I had taken it really easy loading up the trailer – pack some, rest some, repeat until finished – and was feeling good.

 

I drove to Sumas crossing as it is the closest one to where I needed to go – Deming, Washington – and I also like the fact that the crossing is not as busy as the ones closer to me. Life was good. I was relaxed. I drove forward to the customs booth. “Nationality?” he said “Canadian but travelling on a British passport” I replied. “What did you say?” I repeated the words. He took my documents. Then he went into a tirade of words which I didn’t understand because I could not hear them over the burble of my Jeep’s V8 engine. “Could you repeat that please, sir?” Be polite, be patient and above all don’t get smart, Sal.

 

Omg, he repeated and I still didn’t hear. “I am sorry to have to ask you…” I was hanging half out of the window at this point, screwing up my eyes, trying to give him the body language to get him to understand his mumbling was not making it over the delightfully guttural burble of Mickey Blue Eyes (name of my Jeep). By now “he” was not amused. I knew he would send me in for vetting because they always do. What I didn’t know is that he had red flagged me for serious scrutiny for immigration “stuff” (not sure what the stuff was!!).

 

There is something to be said about being someone who crosses the border not too often but often enough to have a track record. The more senior guys, inside, took one look at their screen and said “So, you have become a Canadian! Why aren’t you using your Canadian passport?” I would have thought that was pretty darn obvious but held my tongue “Because I have not, as yet, applied for one”. “Why not?” Oh my, I wanted to scream “…because I didn’t know there was a necessity to do so when I still had a perfectly valid passport in my possession”. I took the safer route, “…because I didn’t make the time to do that yet”.

 

But not the end of my problems. Next the really nice man from the food and wildlife section was asking me what I had in the trailer. I listed off as much as I could in terms of apples, oranges, celery, a couple of avocado, cheese… then I faltered. I just couldn’t remember what was in my fridge. I wasn’t trying to be smart, I was struggling to remember and that made me more nervous. I apologized and used the age card “… gee, this getting older really does effect the memory. If I have forgotten anything it is not intentional, it is because I genuinely cannot remember” Then came the really embarrassing part “When did you load the trailer?” What could I do but tell the truth “A couple of hours ago”. “… and you cannot remember what you put in the fridge?!” I didn’t know how to answer that except with a very pathetic “… apparently not and I am embarrassed to admit that”. ‘I see we gave you a pamphlet on what foods you could bring into the States about a year ago. Why didn’t you follow that instruction?” Again, I resisted the “…because, obviously, I lost the darn thing!” and said sheepishly “I lost it”.

 

Notes to self:

1. Get your Canadian passport sorted out ASAP

2. Keep that allowable foods pamphlet in the trailer!

3. Find out why oranges can come from the US but may not return. Weird. Apples can but not oranges clearly marked that they come from the US. Anyone know why?!

35. My most embarrassing morning!

My one “son”, Cisco” always reminds me that life is truly about memories and not things. This was a memorable week.

I was truly excited to become a Canadian. Invited my “rent a family” (I do not have familly here in Canada, not blood family that is). Most pitched up to watch this memorable moment. However, to my horror it turned out that it was not the ceremony but rather a checking of all the original documents I had used for my application. Imagine my embarrassment. All these wonderful friends had given up precious time, fought through rush hour traffic and one had come all the way from the States. It was not to be!

We laughed until we cried and I knew that, in that moment, I had the most wonderful group of friends. They all took it in their stride. Sipped on their cofffes and chai teas and told stories. They make my world such a happy place and I am blessed to have them in my life. Blessed that they all just laughed it off as a “Sal moment” and assured me they would be there when the real day came.

My ego was a little bent out of shape and a little part of me felt so sad that I had wasted people’s time but I must say that, overall, it was a very funny memory and one I am sure I will not be allowed to forget in this lifetime!

It has beeen a huge couple of weeks on the YouTube site – particially due to a really big boost during one BlogTV session where we were the featured video. I struggled to answer all the questions, following that broadcast but stuck to it until I had cleared them all.

I love that we have created this little band of people when we do these broadcasts. It is wonderful to have a team of people around the help manage the hecklers and add wisdom when I am busy helping someone. I am so very grateful to them.

The more we do this the more I am convinced that this was a much needed tool for so many young people. The question, most of which are sent privately and not seen by the viewers to YouTube,  are both varied  and heartbreaking. I see so many youngsters being severely stressed out because of the expectations of their parents. One came from a 12 year old who was terrified she might not hang on to her #1  spot in her class and the possible disappointment to the family. she was truly traumatized by the prospect of what woud happen if she didn’t keep her #1 ranking. So sad to read.

I hate to admit it but I am really getting much better about the vlogging thing! Quite miss it when I do not do one 🙂 The edits and uploading still take time but probably half the time that it took a few months ago!

Life is good and I have wonderful friends!

To watch the astonishing transformation of Beaner from abandoned to adored:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iJPW5vxBG5s

YouTube Channel Update – Week 14
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Lesson remembered :  something written in my autograph book from 55 years ago. Author unknown :  

“True friends are like diamonds
Precious and rare.
False friends, like autumn leaves
Are found everywhere”

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