So, our N-400 experience thus far.
On, January 27, 2026, we received the notification through the USCIS account that the interview was scheduled for February 6, 2026. We had anticipated having about a month to prepare so were taken aback that it was coming up much quicker than that.
The next morning, I went into my trusty google maps to plan our route to the office and thought I would check out those glorious google reviews. As I read through them, they seemed simply delightful “interview officer…was amazing,” “great experience…kind,” “well treated and respected,” and even a few “if I could give more than 5 stars I would!” I read on. Uh oh, I thought, what are these sudden and unexpected 1 star reviews doing here I wondered. “Everyone at the office was kind—except for the officer who interviewed my husband ….. we had the bad luck of being assigned to someone we had already heard negative things about before,” she continues “The only description we can give, since she refused to identify herself, is that she is a Black woman,” and another reviewer notes “This person didn’t introduce herself and ignored my mother when she asked for her name, therefore we do not know her name, all we know is that it’s a black lady.” I immediately thought to myself “uh oh, I know who my honey is gonna get!”
Moving on, my wife took to focusing on studying and preparing for the exam while I prepared additional documentation to upload and print, spending the equivalent of a small European country’s GDP on printer ink. The whole week was basically preparing, fretting over what may have been missed, what should be included, which questions will be asked and what physical documents will be requested but by the end of the week, I felt semi comfortable we had everything we needed.
On the morning of the interview, scheduled for 7:15am, we awoke at 4:00am to make ourselves look presentable (I had read a review where a guy that sounded a lot like me got scolded for wearing shorts and sandals so I didn’t go that route). We arrived early, and fortunately there was a Dunkin Donuts nearby so I got a coffee while my wife freaked out in the car.
Pulling back up to the USCIS office at around 6:50, I could see a few other patrons in their cars had started to accumulate, but fortunately there was a parking spot right in front of the door so I snagged that. As we waited patiently in the car, an officer came out to raise the American flag on the flag pole and I tried to encourage my wife to get out of the car and place her hand on her heart and start reciting the pledge – she was not in the mood for that.
About 7am, we got out and were first in line followed by just a couple and their legal rep and a couple others. Went through security and checked in at the window and everyone was very welcoming and friendly. My wife got her number and was told to sit by the door on the other side.
We ended up waiting about 15 minutes – they did call a few other people in first and everything was going pretty smooth. Finally, at just about 7:20, the door opens and my wife’s number is called and I look up and see “the black lady” …. I thought, “Oh No!” So, I am thinking there goes my wife, to the back, to be beaten and flogged. Well, the interview lasted about 40 minutes and naturally I sat there the entire time wondering what was going on back there, while also trying to listen to the conversations taking place around me regarding the trials and tribulations of others’ immigration journeys.
Finally, the report – she was approved:
First, she was asked the questions:
-What is an amendment?
-What is the “rule of law?”
-What do we call the first ten amendments to the Constitution?
-What are the two major political parties in the United States?
-We elect a US Representative for how many years?
-Who is the father of our country?
She doesn’t remember what they asked her to read but the writing question was “The US Congress has 100 senators.”
The remainder of the interview was going over the questions on the N-400 form which my wife said took up the majority of time with the yes, yes, no, no, no answers. There was also a surprise here where the interviewing officer stopped midway and asked her to repeat the question she had just been asked, which she had remembered (fortunately). She passed and was approved.
As for me, I was curious about the interviewing officer and if all the stories were true (My wife had not read the reviews prior to the interview). According to my wife, the IO wasn't that bad but she did understand how people could perceive her as being mean or rude. She was a bit impatient at times (pushing the submit button after the writing portion and my wife trying to read stuff before signing her name to it, for example) and, during the N400 question review, my wife said that the IO was asking the questions in a way that made you “feel guilty” even though you’re not.
Anyway....now preparing for the ceremony!
Oh, and despite my huge financial contribution the printer ink industry, no documents were requested-not a one.