Nobody does it better
than the Germans. Ungersvens sad tale reminded me of this, which happened to my sister a few years back, when she got a DAAD award to spend a year at a German university. She went to the Studentedsiedlung (halls of residence) when she arrived, and was told that she needed to pay the rent to get access.

10 So she went to the university to get her money from the DAAD and was told she couldn't get it until she had a bank account.

20 The bank wouldn't open an account until she had a residence permit from the police.

30 The police wouldn't give her a residence permit until she had a receipt for accommodation.

40 The accommodation people wouldn't give her a receipt until she paid.

GOTO 10

Luckily we have relatives nearby, who were able to give her a temporary address and break the Cycle of Bureaucratic Inanity. Otherwise she'd probably still be walking from office to office, trying to get someone to crack.
(ubergeekian, Thu 1 Mar 2012, 9:59, 5 replies)

one to

FTFY
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 1 Mar 2012, 10:01, closed)

I don't think so
She's very happily married to a chap.
(ubergeekian, Thu 1 Mar 2012, 10:07, closed)

She was trying to get some crack?
No wonder the Police didn't want to help!
( P-MONKE We're all fucked, Thu 1 Mar 2012, 10:16, closed)

That's how
I read it first time too.

We're all a bit warped, really.
(username failed moderation, Thu 1 Mar 2012, 10:33, closed)

It's a hell of a catch, that catch-22

(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Thu 1 Mar 2012, 11:59, closed)