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New Zealand Immigration

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Having an interesting day today..

Arrived at our internarional airport this morning to pickup a traveling international model, but it seems that good old New Zealand Airport Immigration are making things difficult.

So as I’m a nice guy and like to help…

I’ve talked to two different immigration agents on the phone.. (both times they called me by getting my number from the person in question, no probllem with that) … it seems that neither share a brain cell between them.. though in saying that, the second one (sounded like an English accent) was somewhat more polite than the first one who was just plain rude.

The first one rang and left a message ( I was driving so didn’t answer my mobile… arn’t I good) and then she took about 2 hours to ring back…. When she did.. she said she’d call back in two minutes (I just pulled into the car park and was parking)…. she never did… (and she was just as rude again) …

The second lady rang about 30 minutes after i parked…so much for 2 minutes….. we had a general conversation… like who am I.. how do I know the person in question. . Do I know what they will be doing while in NZ, etc etc .. all the usual questions.. then she cut me off and hung up the call… so with no way to contact them back… I dunno what else to do.  The Immigration office here at the airport is closed… no number to ring and no agents to ask……    

I really do feel sorry for people coming to NZ … I understand immigration have a important job to do… but they don’t have to be fuck witted assholes about it… or maybe it’s part of the job requirement.. “oh you want to work as an immigration officer…sure… can you be a fuck witted asshole.. just like John Key?…you can.. excellent. . Welcome to your new job..” …  .. (.. ypu may ask.. who is John Key.. He is the current New Zealand Prime Minister .. who does very dodgy things…very very.. Google him)…

That attitude does more damage to the reputation of NZ than 1000 good reviews could do to support it especially when it happens to people working in media .. bad press and word of mouth travels fast in a small community …. there’s just no escaping it.

Now to be fair… I do only have (at this stage) 1/3 of the story…. and all I can do now is go do my usual stuff and wait to see if the person in question is allowed to enter New Zealand or not….    If so I’ll be sure to update this blog with more information. … If not.l, then I can only wait for an email from them when they return home (I assume).

Either way.. it’s lunchtime and I’m hungry and I’ve been here since 7 am.

More as I learn more.

:p

 

UPDATE:

So after a 4 hours, I get a text from the person in question, who is now been declined a visa to visit NZ.

After a bit of text chat, we find that she had the same experience as i did with the Immigration agent, finding her to be very rude.

 

I’ve gone ahead and managed to find a contact number for immigration via the airport, which was a headache as Immigration seem to really want to be uncontactable, i had to be somewhat rude to the airport operator to actually get them to transfer me, as they kept saying “Oh we can’t put you though , they don’t have a number “ … unbelievable.. because they did have a number…. obviously… 

I spoke with a guy about the situation and he was polite but absolutely unhelpful, unwilling to make any sort of effort to assist (easy to tell by his accent he wasn’t kiwi born), often going back to the “we can’t discuss this unless we have permission from the person in question” who has given their permission already because immigration had already called me twice….

This is truly terrible that Immigration have yet again shown themselves as total uncaring assholes , nothing seems to change, and I truly feel sorry for any international traveler coming to NZ that has to deal with those idiots.

Well done New Zealand Immigration, yet again , you’ve proved your self to be a pack of mindless drones with no ability to think for yourself or help anyone… fucking well done.

 

(a backstory note)..

Just so you know that i’m not dealing with a one-off here.. I have experience with NZ Immigration and how they treat people, as I have a number of international friends, some who live/ work here, some who are students etc.. and I constantly hear horror stories about how they are treated by NZ Immigration, and i’ve even tried to help a couple of them and have experienced this first hand….   it’s a hard thing to do, to try and be there for someone who gets shafted by immigration and watch them as they see their life and what they have worked hard for (legally) get torn apart by an uncaring emotionally void asshole at immigration. 

 

Rant end.

 

 

 

 

 

 

how i choose to cut

 

 

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how i choose to cut
not if, when, why or but
but for the choice i make
i cut quick, nothing fake.


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2015-04 – Beardy Adventure – Bayswater Auckland New Zealand

 

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Well hello my little nose muffins…. it’s been a while since I’ve been out and about…. the good news is, my 4×4 is all fixed and happy, I’ve mostly paid off all the repairs and stuff, so i went on a little ‘test adventure’ drive to see how things worked, and also, to edit again as I think I’ve forgotten most things already.. hahaha oh well 🙂

I filmed this completely on a GoPro4Silver… what do you think?

So tell me, what’s your fav editing software ??
I used to use Sony Vegas, when I was on windows, but since moving to the Mac I now use Adobes PremPro… I like FInalCut Pro too.. but umm.. choices choices, but in all honestly, I really really miss Vegas, it is awesome… wish they would port it to the Mac.. *sighs*

 

So here’s little trip from a week or so ago 😛

PS. I’m going to be posting this on both youtube and vimeo from now on, as youtube is becoming painful to use, and vimeo is more a professional outlet where I can control much more of what’s going on. Hope you support me in both 🙂

 

 

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2015-04 – Beardy Adventure Bayswater Auckland New Zealand from Yanni Migias on Vimeo.

 

 

Scientists Say Smelling Farts Prevents Cancer

http://www.sunnyskyz.com/good-news/757/Scientists-Say-Smelling-Farts-Prevents-Cancer

O.M.G!! 

Finally… finally!!!!! We no longer have to hide what being a real bloke means… finally we can he out heads low (or high) and breath in the heady aroma of
a life saving good old fashioned hand crafted STINKER!! 

Now I truly feel alive again. 🙂  
Thank you science 🙂

Three Words–DON’T GET SICK

 

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Because by the time you’re done with the medical profession.. you’ll wish you just got hit by a bus instead….

So, not feeling too bright the last week or so, went to my doctors on Monday…..

Finding that my original doctor has resigned, made me very happy… didn’t like her much.  New doctor… very cool dude with a weird accent….

Explaining the gubbins to the doc, and he writes me a script to get blood-works done…. i mentioned to him in passing that I’m not sure my blood has ever done an honest days work in its life… he said not to worry, he could tell just by looking at the size my stomach……

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…… decide this doctor is a keeper – he has a sense of humour.

 

He said I’d need to be NBM for the night, and i was.. aww ok..

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at this point in the story, it’s important to note that i generally goof-off a lot, more so if the situation is more serious…. …

 

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next day, Tuesday morning at 7am i show up bright and early at the blood vampiring lab place to give my donation to the red sucker testers….

I was the second one there. sweet, no long wait…… the nurse comes up and askes me if I’m me and to follow her, so as a good me i am i did……

Now, I’m not feeling the best, haven’t had anything to eat or drink since last night, and am really hanging out for a drink of water or coffee… me.. not in the best of moods…

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So she sat me down and in her professional English-is-not-her-first-language way asked me to roll my right sleeve up…. to which i smiled at her as she looked at my arm, and i pointed out…. short sleeves… no rolling required….. I’m not sure if she totally understood me or not….

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she put that thingie on that stops the blood flowing….. dabbed my little soon to be mono-vamperic hole arm, and… suck me, THREEE FUCKING TIMES with a needle.. all of which was followed by me saying “DANGIT” and her going “sorry” before she managed to get the thing right, and suck 2 vials of my reddy goodness…

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  .. she broke my arm Sad smile

 

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note at this point, that i very quickly decided it was wrong to be one of the first people in because i think the nurses just start warming up on them….. wasn’t at all impressed.

 

Then, bless her cotton socks, she hands me a sample vial and a cup thingie and says.. and i shit you not.. “i want to sample your urine”…..

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….at which point i seriously could not help myself and i started laughing at her and said she’d have to pay me for the privilege , which i think she understood cause she didn’t seem so impressed.. .. who knows, maybe in her previous profession she was a “pro” if you get my drift…. *cough* anyways……  i asked her if i could have that as a takeaway as i had already hosed down a few mountains and wasn’t quite up to carving out a valley with out my morning coffee just yet.

she wasn’t impressed – again – like i really cared at that time.

she spoke to the receptionist who gave me a nice brown paper bag to stuff the gear in

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… and so off i went to work… bleh bleh…

anyways, i returned  few hours later with said expected sample as requested in my own magical way…

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…..the receptionist wasn’t impressed.

 

So then…

I’ve a follow up with the doc on Friday with the test results….

i fear the worst though…. i think he’s gona tell me I’m pregnant..

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The moral of the story… meh i haven’t a clue.

It’s a story, factual, for your entertainment at my suffering.

bleh Smile with tongue out

This is an automated blog entry… because…

 

Well.. because, I assume when it decides it’s going to post its self…

it should be about 5 or 6am NZT, I could well be at an airport,

likely getting through customs, or on a plane, or picking my nose.

WHAT! you say, an airport.. ??  yes, picking my nose.

 

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I haven’t been to Australia for about 30 years.

Do I miss it ?  can’t remember it to know if I do or not.

Do I care ? I didn’t used to, but I do.

It’s the ‘almost’ beginning of my new journey in life.

The ‘actual’ beginning began 4 years ago when I started going to Hawaii to visit a very dear friend ( and I shall, with luck, continue to do so, so long as i have the means to).

 

So, what is so important to make me want to go there, or, even expand this journey?

Simple:
Friends.
Good soulful people with whom we have created a friendship out of common interests, non judgementally, honestly, openly, accepting of our individual beliefs, cultures, taste in weird food, ice cream flavours, hair colours, and maybe just a little craziness Smile with tongue out

But in the end.. because there are still good people in this world, and we should make the effort to attach ourselves to experiences that we would not have normally had, had we decided that the world or people we would otherwise have known didn’t matter.

Over the coming years, I will endeavour to go and visit more countries that contain more of these beautiful and amazing friendships that have been forged, to meet these people ‘in real life’, to connect and to enjoy, to breathe and walk with them, to share and experience some of what life is like for them, and hopefully to make both our lives a little less mundane, a little more expanded.

I hope, that they in turn, some day, in some way, may be able to do a similar thing, for someone they know. I hope.

We should all do this though, even if it’s only ever once in our lives, even if it’s just within our own country, city, or neighbourhood. Step out of our little plastic containers that we live in, and remind each other that outside, is a whole world of adventure and wonderment just waiting to be discovered.

Remind ourselves that it doesn’t matter who we are, where we come from or what we do, we are all the same people, we are all the same.

Except maybe the really crazy ones, but, hey, even they may have had a heart or common sense at one time, but decided that politics was a better choice for them. Oh did I just pick on a group of people… maybe I did. Winking smile

 

Anyway, it’s… 11:22pm, Wednesday the 25th of June 2014.. right now.
And I’m going to get some rest, I have an early flight to catch.

 

See if you can guess where I’m going later this year, and next year.

 

Might be your country… want to hang out, eat ice cream ? Drop me a note, comment here, or on Facebook, … lets chat Smile

 

 

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