Fun With Zombies

Amber and I had a little excursion to the Department of Homeland Security this morning.  Our fingerprints on file with them are only valid for a year, so had to go give them a fresh picture of our mitts.  At this point I've had more experience with government agencies than I ever really hoped to have in my life.  Still, time fades the memories of each experience, and I wasn't expecting for my patience to be put to the test like it was today.
We did remember that this particular branch does not allow mobile phones at all.  We later learned that this rule is completely arbitrary and was dictated by the DHS officer of that branch simply because she doesn't like people in her branch using mobile phones.  The stuff you learn when you get to chat-it-up with a bored security guard making $25/hr.  Yep, he shared that with us, too.
After filling out our paperwork, we had a lot of time to kill until being seen by the receptionist at "station 2".  Since I was without my iPhone and didn't have the forethought to bring anything paper to read, we tried to occupy our brains with some people watching.  Believe me, there's a lot to observe in that crowd.  Amber had a hard time controlling herself when I made a comment about how every employee in that office shuffled around like they were all on quaaludes.  I mean, they were completely listless and had no apparent awareness of the 40-50 people in the waiting area waiting to get fingerprinted.  Let's hope the zombies did a good job with our fingerprints and paperwork update.  We'll see them again next year I'm sure.
>bryan