Details of SafferJoe and his good wife's interview:
We arrived about 30 mins before the 12:40 scheduled time, and were instructed to wait in the first floor waiting room until 15 mins before the scheduled time. Uh-oh, we immediately thought this was a bad sign, and when we moved up to the second floor 15 mins later, the room was pretty packed. However, it soon became apparent that most folks were just waiting for their oath notices, which we took to be a very good sign! No waiting for oath letters!
I waited nearly an hour before I was called, but got chatting to a Mexican woman sitting next to me. She said she also had her August 27 interview descheduled and was peeved that she couldn't vote. Then a Guatemalan woman nearby, overhearing us, said the exact same thing had happened to her! So, we mildly bitched about that, but were too excited to let that worry us. (The good guy won anyway, so I'm not too sore!)
My IO was a very friendly and chatty old geezer, possibly Chinese, with a very broad accent. I immediately relaxed with him and knew that everything would be OK. When I swore to tell the truth, he asked me, "what is the truth?" Not expecting a question like this, but sensing that he wasn't looking for a profound philosophical or theological discourse on the topic, I offered "it's what is right or correct". He beamed and proceeded with the interview in a way that I can only describe as rambling and chaotic, but also very friendly and pleasant.
For example, his memory was not too good, and I think he asked me 3 times if I had any kids! When I told him my wife was here as well, he got up and went in search of her - he wanted to interview both of us together! However, another IO had already called her, so he came back to my interview. Then he asked me for my birth certificate. Uh-oh, I hadn't expected or packed this and told him, but he said it was OK. Then we had a long chat about my work, and he rambled on about a book he had read that he thought was related to my work. Suddenly remembering that he was actually conducting an interview, he proceeded with a few more questions. Then he got sidetracked again about the fact that my wife is an artist, and we went off on another pleasant ramble. And since by now it had become very clear that there was no way that he was not going to pass me, I happily gave him as much time as he wanted, and it was a lot of fun!
When the interview finally ended, my wife was waiting for me and already had received her oath date. Her IO was also a pleasant geezer who looked like John McCain, and only took about 5 minutes with her. My interview took nearly half an hour! I thought it would only be a few minutes before I got my oath date, but it turned out to be 45 minutes. But in the meantime we got chatting to a Hungarian woman and a French woman, both nervously waiting for their interviews. The Hungarian woman was especially nervous about her English and civics questions, but when we told her of our experiences, she relaxed a bit. We had a grand old conversation about why Hungarian and Finnish are related languages, but completely unrelated to neighbouring languages. And with the French woman we were talking about wines, and how her Protestant countryfolk had to flee her country more than 300 years ago, and started our wine industry! This chit-chat caused the 45 mins to fly by and I got my oath date (which is the same as my wifes)...
Oath Date: Friday, November 21, 1:30 PM!!!!