more hair pulling

On this day in 2013, i noticed my first gray hair.

I was perusing through my strands and there it was. Short and wrapped around a nearby kink. Gray hair is usually a sign of stress but evidence from my mother's side of the family suggests that we gray reaaallly early in life.

Whew! thank goodness because i would've seriously thought it had something to do with the saga  i witnessed and went through at the Ghanaian immigration office today. I am completely blown away at the level of incompetence and "power high" that Ghanaian people seem to exhibit. I won't recount the details of what happened but for the first time ever, i had to rethink my decision to move back to Africa just based on this occurrence. I literally had to sit and ponder for about an hour. I cannot comprehend how something so SIMPLE can be made extremely complex just because the person on the other side of the counter has that ability. I also will never get used to the fact that i had to basically dumb myself all the way down----i'm talking bat my eyelashes and ask a stupid question-- just to make a person feel as though his job as an immigration officer is the most important and valuable position in the whole of Ghana. That feeling....i don't think i ever want to feel that again.
I am one to always argue about womens' role in society. Saying i will never be in a position of submission to any man who is not God or my furute husband. As if i am an exception to every gender rule about womens' roles ever created. Today, i realized how easy it is to find yourself subservient, especially when you need to get something done.

I have a lot to think about. In the mean time, i'll look through my hair again for more grays.