Angry notary public 22/06/09
Yesterday we went to the Notaio (notary) for the collaboratrice contract. I asked what it meant and he said collaboratrice meant I worked with my husband; I specifically had asked what the legal expectations or fiscal responsibilities were to avoid such a banal explanation. ‘Signora, la vedo poco convinta, you don’t have to sign it if you aren’t sure,’ he said, in a fatigued voice; ‘you guys made the appointment with me, these question are for the commercialista’ … Of course, our accountant (commercialista) just calls mio marito, who doesn’t question anything and hates that I have to check everything. Well, why shouldn’t I? Why is that such a problem? To placate the notary he said, ‘My wife is so distrustful of everything Sicilian, you know, she is Irish and thinks everything works better over there.’ ‘Ah well, you are in Sicily now, here things work a little bit differently,’ said the notaio, handing us the contract. Mio marito just signed it straight away, while I read it. ‘Do you re...