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Friday, May 10, 2013

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Sorry for not being here for a while – we were kept busy with a few immigration cases in Europe. A few more, I have a feeling that the EU will reconsider clauses included in their human rights charter. Or perhaps not. A lawyer will always find a soft spot in the armour of law and exploit it to get their clients the best possible outcome, but I fear it does damage the original purpose of the relevant rule in question. Sitting here on the other side of moon bin, it does put some strain on ones moral fibre – whatever that maybe. 

Coming out of those ranting, I thought I should entertain you with the latest handiwork of a UK Visa Bastard at the Chennai outfit. Sorry kids, I can’t help picking on them because they are the ones I deal with mostly, and their abysmal service quality shows no signs of improvement on this side of eternity. 

Here is the Latest News From UK Deputy High Commission in Chennai: 

Whilst your bank X book shows evidence of salary credits, your Z Bank book shows a large recent cash deposit of LKR 100,000 …… 

Strange, isn’t it, a person travelling abroad has put their nest egg into bank account and the visa bastard finds it unbelievable –Even UK citizens with maxed out credit cards put some pennies into their account before going on a vacation. And these be the very people who had gone on with minimum payment option for months before that! Putting those aside, let us look into what exactly “a large cash deposit” means:  ah, turns out to be £510/35p. Oh Christ, that is what the bastard calls a large cash deposit –where the average monthly salary of the applicant is LKR35,000 (£182), a pack of cigarettes cost £2.60p, a loaf of bread is £0.34p, a deposit of that 512 is an unbelievable scale according to the bastard out there. 

Wait, it gets better: 

You have submitted your marriage certificate (XXX) showing that you married your sponsor Mr XX-YY on 2011/XX/XX in Sri Lanka. However I also note from the birth certificate of your child XX-YZZZ that the father was RR-XWWW. You have not submitted any evidence as to what your relationship was to this man, whether you were married or not, and if you were, if you are now divorced…. 

Like hell, when the marriage certificate clearly states in plain English “DIVORCED WIFE OF RR-XWWW”, which explains why child’s birth certificate has that fellow as father, and that the applicant is legally divorced and be able to marry freely. Assuming that she had a fling with that fellow and had a baby, WTF is the visa bastard’s problem with that? Since when was this chastity belt bunch appointed as the moral police of the universe? 

I feel like screaming like the Demtel Man (Tim Shaw?) : “But Wait, there's more! Oh now, I know you want more". And here it is, enjoy:

I also note from the property document you have submitted (number XXX) that you own property along with Mxxx Pxxxxx (alias Mexx Pxxx). You have not explained your relationship to this man, whether you were married or not, and if you were, whether
you are now divorced and….

The man referred to in this ranting is no other than the applicant’s father, whose name is also clearly visible on the applicant’s birth certificate, marriage certificate, and what not. Co-owning a property alongside with ones father seems to be an incestuous affair accordingly to the half brained nitwit bastard at the UK Deputy High Commission in Chennai.

Actually the thing goes on, but for reasons of civility I shall refrain myself from detailing all the gory for your entertainment. And this one is not even a prized gem in my collection! I have just two questions, and I’d pay handsomely to anyone who can offer legit answers:

Question 01:
What is the average IQ of Visa Officers at UK Deputy High Commission in Chennai?
You may chose between Idiot (IQ 0 -25), Imbecile (IQ 26 -50), or Moron (IQ 51 -70)

Question 02:
Which other qualifications (other than being either an Idiot, Imbecile, Moron, or a Simpleton) were considered when these people were hired by Her Majesty’s Home Office? 

Over to you my beloved readers..