Well, looks like, as usual in my life, we'll have a little drama in my path to workingdom. Yep, Senors y Senoras, I am an undocumented worker it seems. I have to provide documents for the I-9 certification, but have misplaced most of it during the move to Colorado. SO, shell out some money, get a new birth certificate, and hope I can get it all here in time to leave by next Wednesday, and hope of course, that my neighbors don't call Migracion on me!!!!!
That's what I get for letting my son Connor listen to La Tricolor (the local Mexican folk station on the radio that he likes) while cruising through the neighborhood!
