Slightly bemused

[essayel]

As I go from place to place on the 'net I'm being offered entries into a lottery for a green card. Now, even assuming this isn't some kind of scam designed to fleece 3rd world citizens, what on earth would I do with a green card. Just because I won one it doesn't mean that I have any skills that the US of A would cherish. I bake a fantastic steak and kidney pie and can natter on about various aspects of UK history but they are scarcely relevant. I'm too lazy to be anyone's maid and far too politically incorrect to be a nanny. I dislike driving. I'll get my legs waxed the day my husband does. I can express liberal and reactionary views in the same sentence and not mean either. I really don't think I'd be an asset to the work force.

Ooh - unless - is there much call for English accents on the telephone? I think I could make quite a good sex line dominatrix. "You been a verrrrry naughty boy!"

*giggles* now I have to put that in a story.

Comments

[essayel]

Good to hear that you've found your place and love it.

A lottery seems such a random way to organise immigration. I was reading up on the requirements for people applying for green cards [for a novel]and they make all kinds of demands about the amounts of money one has to bring, and the kinds of jobs one can apply for. Yet they run a lottery where, presumably, just anyone can win. I'm assuming it's a modern application of the American Dream. If it actually works, grand. I'm just brain washed into assuming that any advert I see popping up while I browse is on a par with those stupid "This simple secret to whitening your teeth will shock you" things.