I had an interesting meeting with the Deputy Principal this morning. I asked for leave to go to Dar and then take a holiday. He looked perplexed, which perplexed me, because no-one is actually doing any work here anyway at the moment. When I explained that I was to attend a conference and make some visits, his brow uncreased and he said, “No problem.” It was the word ‘holiday’ which seemed to furrow his brow.
Next, I asked when I would be paid. At this, he smiled and said, “No problem.” I pressed him and asked, “Well, when?”
He said he would ask the Principal.
“When will the Principal be back,?” I asked
“Probably next week.”
OK, I thought. Let’s press on.
Next, I asked if the College would buy a fridge for the house, if I agreed to pay a monthly rent. His brow furrowed at this again and said he would discuss it with the Bursar. “Oh good,” I thought.
“When will the Bursar be back?” I asked
“Not later than the middle of January”, he said.
I love it, that by saying “not later than..”, he manages to make me feel that this is quite soon.
Quite a successful meeting, I thought
Today I was concerned that our passports had gone missing in the post on their way to Dar to have Visas extended. One advantage of an over-staffed, heavily bureaucratic organisation is that it relies entirely on procedures; and when those procedures work, it’s a joy to behold. So it was, as our registered package was traced to Dar. The passports are important not least because I have not been paid yet.
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