7 Hours for a piece of plastic!!!!

You know, in a young man's life, there are many things that he has to go through in order to build his character and all that good stuff. For example, as many of you know, when I was 13 I went out into the bush and killed a lion. That made me feel pretty manly. I mean, how many of you have killed lions before. Sissies!
But just as I thought the road of tribulation was over for me, I went to face the:
SUPER CHALLENGE OF HEROES!
On Friday, we had a stay-away (that's normal in my country, so don't sweat it) so I went to the ministry of home affairs to get my ID (identidade).
Aqui, a gente só tira identidade quando fazemos 16 anos. Sei que tô com quase 18 anos mas eu tava com muito preguiça. A Julia sabe como sou.
Anyway, so I get there nice and early at 8am and join the queue. Note, the queue started inside the building and ended about 20m out the gate. And I stood...and stood...and stood...and stood...and stood...and stood...and stood...and stood...and stood...and stood...and stood.
I think you get the idea.
After 6 hours in the queue, I finally found a connection (uma pessoa que é o amigo de alguem) to help me out and half an hour late, I walked out with my nice new ID card.
Have you ever stood for 7 hours? Sissies!
The things I do to be a hero...