Kevin and I have recently negotiated the INS labrynith (and in a few more years will have to do so again.)
There are so many rules and regulations, so many pitfalls; one’s future is tied up in the decision making power of a faceless, nameless official, quite frankly the whole process fills me with terror. Here is an article about yet another regulation and this time about the immigration photograph.
In the past the INS (as it was then called) insisted on a three quarter, please-show-your-ear kind of photograph. Horror stories were told about applications being denied and people deported if the photograph did not meet the mysterious INS requirements. And these photographs did not come cheap.
Now this has been revamped. No more three quarter shots, and please no smiling.
Believe me the whole process is so fraught the last thing anyone feels like doing is smiling.
One response to “No Expression Please”
Oh give me strength. When I don’t smile I look like a depressed spaniel. They’ll refuse me entrance on aesthetic grounds.