Monday, July 06, 2009

Mexican Consulate of Los Angeles

Earlier today I blogged about being at the Mexican Consulate and renewing my I.D. because it expired. I mostly wrote about how I felt at that moment and it was a good way of getting that frustration out at that moment, but now that I'm at the house and falling asleep because I'm working as much as I can to have money, I'm behind on stuff. So I'd figure id write about my experience for those of you who will never experience such a thing and for those who have.
First things first. When you step through those gates you are literally in Mexico because the consulate is considered Mexican soil. At least that's what I think is going on. I never fully checked into that nor will because I could careless really. So yeah, I get patted down and asked what am I doing there, you tell them and they tell you to get in line. Yes, that line in the picture. The one where you have to stand in the middle of the fucking parking lot behind that stupid truck sucking on exhaust fumes and getting baked by the sun. You wait and stand there for a good 30 to 45 minutes until you move up on the line. Through out the lines, people from the consulate walk around telling people what they need in order to get their I.D. and or their passport. Immediately they get rushed with questions about if certain documents are accepted in lue of the required birth certificate and proof of current address. This helps filter out people who don't have the proper paper work and makes the line a little shorter. It sucks though when you see people having to leave because they don't have all the right documents. Happened to me earlier this year. That's why I had my sister mail me my birth certificate.

The whole I was there I noticed how people carried their paper work in envelopes, folders or just out in the open like it was nothing. It's all they have to prove to the consulate that they are who they say they are. It's literally they're lively hood and if they were to loose it, they wouldn't be able to do anything. There's all kinds of people here on a daily basis and the place is full everyday from opening to closing. Parents bring their kids either because they don't have someone to look after them or because they might need them to help them with the paper work because they can't read or write themselves. While in line, I saw a young lady go up to the table where they look through your documents to see that you have everything in order and she did. She was a high school student and was using her high school I.D. The only problem is that she needed to bring her official transcripts from the school so they could verify that she's a student. That's as far as she got today.
Even though there are signs and people explaining what is needed, there are some who are completely oblivious to what is going on and end up taking space wasting their and everyone else's time. Throughout my time in line I could see the frustration people had with the workers because they would ignore them when they tried to ask them a simple question. They would get frustrated because they've been waiting in line all morning or because they think they're special and need to move to the front of the line for what ever reason they think will get them to the front. Patience in not a virtue the average person has. That's why I looked through the consulates website earlier before I left to make sure I had everything. That's how I saw the $27 fee for getting the card other wise I would have been screwed.
Once inside you get x-ray'ed by this huge machine and you wait in line for copies of your docs. The consulate has taken measures since they had a hostage situation a few years back that ended with the guy getting killed. There's some high stakes drama when people's livelihood are on the line. So after waiting in line outside, you get to wait in line inside, with the AC.
Did I mention that I was SUPER HUNGRY and SLEEPY the entire time I was there ? Well I was and the only thing that cheered me up was the fact that I was number 666 in line. Hell yeah, how do you like them apples eh ? It worked out too because I was wearing a Metallica shirt too. Score. It all went to hell when i saw the number they were at, 611. So I took a two hour nap and waited for my number to be called. Except for the hunger, that nap was pretty alright.

From there, this cute chick double checked my info and processed it. I had an easier time talking to her in English than in Spanish because I was so drowsy I wasn't really paying attention to anything lol. So from there I forked over my $27, took a picture and waited for my card to be made. No waiting two to four weeks for me hahahah, but having to be there ALL FUCKING DAY sucks ass man. I tell ya, when I left I grabbed something to eat and headed home. I can only imagine what'll happen when I go to get my ITIN. Geez. So there you have it folks, that's what it's like to go to the Mexican consulate and get/renew your I.D. that'll let you get into clubs, bars, get a bank account, buy a house, own a car and get insurance for it, uhh pay utility bills, enroll your kids in school all that stuff a California I.D. does. I would post up a picture of my I.D. but you never know who reads your stuff. Bunch of weirdos out there. You know who you are freaks.

9 comments:

iamashadow said...

This is pretty accurate, haha. I also recently went to my local consulate to get my ID and passport. I got there at 6 in the morning, was like 50th in line, and got out at 11. But yeah, being there sucks, so many people, but the worse thing, lots and lots of little kids running around and crying. SO MANY OF THEM.

Gamin said...

you mention that you checked online what the process is like and the required paperwork. having done this helped you get in and out. you also mention that others take up unnecessary time because they come unprepared. many of these people are not computer literate or internet savy like you. if they were, i bet so much time wouldn't be wasted. but it's not just that. overcrowdedness is in ONE way due to the large mexican-american population in LA and the refusal by the state, the city, and mexico? to fund enough staff and provide enough space to accomodate the numbers.

El Random Hero said...

you have a point there. I noticed the consulate has enough people manning the different stations but I never once saw a change in personnel. Of a person went to lunch or on a quick break, that station would be closed till they came back. Even when people are told what is required and know what they need, they still go and make line and ask questions about whether they can use THIS instead of THAT. If they had one person strictly dedicated to just answering random questions like that and pointing people in the right line, it would help all around. Instead they let banks and other companies come in and try to sign people up for stuff.

Alexandria said...

i hate to break it to you buddy but the mexican consulate won't necessarily get you into clubs or buy you a drink...trust me! people are idiots! ugh.

Jose Arellano said...

so does that mean that mexicans can technically work there? since it is technically mexican land?


little story about the consular ID. my friend who is 21 tried ordering a drink with it and Islands, and the chick thought we were some kids using a fake ID. lol go figure!

El Random Hero said...

hahah well I don't know what clubs you guys are going to but I always get accepted where I'm at. Maybe it's because I stick around with raza and never venture out TOO far lol

Adrian said...

yeah it's no fun waiting in line. When I got mine 4 years ago, at the time, I didn't have my birth certificate. I did, however, have some paperwork that had my information, but it was not enough. Because of it, the main guy from there had to literally call Mexico and verify who I was and that I was indeed born in Mexico. Crazy stuff. I did get it that same day.

As far as getting into clubs, buying drinks, getting a car, etc. It just depends where you go. Some people know about it and are cool with it. Others are just jerks. I had a friend that was trying to get into a club and was treated like shit because of which ID was presented. Bastards.

Good blog.....

hmh26 said...

aaaaay, the memories...of applying for my FM3 ? like 10 years ago...I don´t even remember why I went to the LA one, but once we were all in SD (the group of students I was heading out with) we realized we were NOT going to go "as a group" as all the paperwork had said, great way to start our year in Mexico, let me tell you...we ended up hitting the SD consulate, making sure we could indeed use "letra de molde" on all the "not quite even" forms, just to get a msg at a friend´s house the next day saying: "you have to come get your forms and re-do them on a typewriter" holy crap, finding a typewriter and trying to type into the million crazy boxes that are not quite aligned right....hijo de....ya sabes que......somehow we got it done in time...Mexican Consulate.....right up there with relaciones exteriores......

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