I'm sorry, ma'am; you're not a Canadian anymore.
Yes, yes, I realize you were in Gambia at the time. I know that teaching English on another continent on your 24th birthday was one of the highlights of your life. Unfortunately, we have this rule, see, that you must be here at that moment if you'd like to retain your citizenship. We were weeding out the ranks, you see...
No, I don't really know what the logic was behind it...
Why 24? Well, perhaps it was decided that you should have finished your education and should be settled in your permanent job at that point. Stable, in-country and such.
People away on business? Hm...
Swedish grandmother's funeral? Well, those things need to be planned out in advance. Surely you could have avoided...
Don't raise your voice at me, ma'am. The question now is whether you'd like to apply for citizenship or not.
Yes, yes, rather ironic to apply for citizenship when you were born here and have lived in the country for the past 20-some years. Hopefully you see the humor in this situation...
No? Well, I may know of some people...who can get you into America...
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The Terminal....
Aah, yes--thanks! Perhaps we should make one called "The Immigration Office?"
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