THEY MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE TO ADOPT A CAT
I enter Miami-Dade Animal Services and look at some cats through the glass.
I fall for a few.
I take pictures of the data card next to them.
I got to the desk labeled adoptions.
I get some annoyed looks, then hear a number called.
I realize I was standing in a line that went by number
called.
But unlike a grocery store deli, there no little machine
from which to grab a number.
You have to talk to a lady. She wanders off frequently,
so I had no way of knowing that I could not take my place in line without her
interviewing me and printing a ticket.
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