To get Alex registered in soccer has turned out to be more complicated that you might think it would be. Marta did a first attempt on Monday.
Jonas: Did you register him?
Marta: No I couldn't find the place.
Jonas: It's the same building as the fire station.
Marta: I know. After I circled it for 20 minutes a cop started looking at me so I left.
Jonas: The police station is in the same building, why didn't you just ask him?
Marta: He might have arrested me after my some what suspicious driving around.
So I took it upon myself to do it on Tuesday after work except that I didn't bring his birth certificate. Back to Marta today, loaded with paperwork, certificates but no check. They don't accept cards.
Guess where the check is, in my darn wallet. I guess I will be on top of it tomorrow.
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