Yesterday morning I had to go down ' ; INPS.
usually in the offices of this Italian institution set foot there, if you're lucky, at least until the day of the longed-for retirement (or retirement from work, which is not that sounds so good).
If you put the first foot, it is certainly a good thing. It is usually wrong because they have to get some payment, you forgot to pay it yourself, you can not go to work or because you're sick or have had an accident and you have to ask the & # 39; disability, you are extraordinary in layoffs or exemption (which I never understood why they are called in two different ways home from work if ever you are?), mobility and unemployment.
course, having already largely taken for payments of contributions, this time I went to that species lair of hell to (try to) apply for unemployment benefits reduced.
(to make the request, mind you, because now to tell me yes or no, we will put at least a month)
So come in this modest office, 5 x 5, crammed with people, where the heat is hell (hell why cave) is where it starts to sweat as soon as you step a camel can not even remove the jacket dall'esiguo living space available.
What are you doing, while trying desperately not to pass out for heat stroke (not touching the radiator because the risk of third degree burn)?
start listening to people, who knows because more space is smaller, start chatting about this and not recklessly.
"Here for the unemployed?"
"Ehggià ..."
(sad faces)
"You are all young, but lousy world. Italy will go to hell! "
(disconsolate faces)
" Yes, the whole world goes to hell. Look at Japan. What bad stuff. "
(shaking heads)
"Yes, and I say just one word: 2012. We understood each other, is not it? "
(various winks)
" Yeah. All predicted. There is no mercy. "
I, however, I think that there is no escape humanity is forced to vary in line in government offices.
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