This morning I was doing my normal unemployment routine (eat breakfast with MG, surf, watch podcasts... toodle around... eat second breakfast... think about getting out of my pjs and about going to the gym...) when I heard a car pull up in the driveway.
It was the gendarmes which really surprised me. When I answered the door they asked if I was MilkJam - I said yes. They said that they were sent over by the DST to look further into things.
Yup things. Apparently while in the final stages of my nationality application some flags were raised in regards to my name being on some list somewhere and they just need to double check things.
Dude, thank god they were country cops and more curious about the wooden house out here than the American living in it but still it made me really nervous. I mean it sounds crazy but I've got scenarios of deportation running through my head! eeep!!