daveglss79828

i was at work today and while on a break, i started to go through memories of when i lived in the Dominican Republic. Specificly, i was remebering working at the US consulate there.. anyways, i remember it was an afternoon and i was doing my job and i noticed my co-workers were real saddened. I picked up that apparently there was some bad news to be given to a woman who appled to immigrate to the US.

They called her name to come up to a window. they asked her to come inside to talk to one of the consulate workers. the lady entered a room with some of the workrs and i didnt really get what was going on. I wasn't allowed in and no one really wanted to tell me what was going on... they kept brushing me off... (i was 16 and it was pretty much my 3rd day on the job)

about 5 minutes later, you hear this horrible shriek of terror coming from the room...

it really disturbed me and then the door opened and the woman rushed out crying...

I was wondering what happened untill i saw her medical record for the immigrant application was in the hands of a worker who was chasing after her... it didnt take long for it to sink in...

i realized the records showed she was HIV positive and she had no clue...

earlier that day as she awoke and got to the consulate, and thought she was a step closer to coming to america... then the door was slamed shut in one afternoon... more like her world caved in...

I don't know why the memory came up... I guess it was because i realized i dont want to advertise for some stupid restaraunt i guess... i'd rather do a campaign that is meaningful...

sorry to have brought people down with this post... but it was most honest thing i could think of...