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Los Angeles CA | Review on April 27, 2010: | EmVee

Rating: | Review Topic: Adjustment of Status
The officer was a very nice African guy, really friendly and easy-going. He swore us in, then handed me back the photos, certified birth cert and certified marriage cert that I'd send in originally. We gave him our IDs and he asked me to verify my name, address, date of birth, and parents' names for the form. Then he asked my husband how we met. Tony gave him the brief background story, and the guy was happy enough with that. He then asked me if I had any documents to show we were currently living together. I handed over the lease agreement, back account records, phone records, gym membership and Netflix account statement. He looked them over and joked a bit about having a gym membership but never using it, which we agreed with. He asked if I needed him to photocopy anything so I could take the originals and I said they were all copied already so he could hang on to them, which he was happy about. Then he just said, "In two years time you will have to make sure you get the 10 year residency card, because if you don't and this expires you may be subject to deportation." I just stared at him for a minute then said, "Does this mean I have a green card?" and he laughed and said, "Yes, congratulations to you both."
He printed off the letters and we chatted a bit more about making sure I notified them of an address change while waiting for the green card, and he said my married name would be on it. I asked about travel and he said my passport being in my maiden name shouldn't be a problem but if I wanted to be extra cautious I could carry my marriage cert to show the officers at the border. Then he gave me the letters. As he did so, he noticed the huge pile of photo albums and scrapbooks I had lugged into the room and he jokingly said to my husband, "I'm guessing your wife spent a lot of time making these, I'd better look at them or she'll go away saying what a mean man I am for not taking the time." So he flipped through the photos, complimented me on the scrapbooks (though he really wasn't paying attention; typical man. Sigh) and then he asked us to follow him outside to photocopy our IDs. He reminded me to cut up my EAD once I got my green card, showed us the exit and wished us all the best of luck in our lives together.
Very nice experience, all in all. I guess if you just go in there with lots of evidence to show you're legit, and you're confident, they can tell that you're being honest with them. 
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