Expiring

I had to renew my drivers license, as it expires this month. I think they should change it. It expires on your birthday. So not only are you older, but your drivers license has become so old and crotchety, it just up and expires. How depressing. AND! You then have to go spend time, right before your birthday, at the DMV.

Makes those over the hill jokes seem down right funny.

I went in to the DMV bright and early the other morning, because they are always, always busy. They open at 8 a.m., I got there at 8:03 a.m. They were already on number 4, and my ticket said number 12. Great. So I sat. And waited. And people watched, which really is entertaining. And, the lovely young lady next to me chatted on her cell phone for quite a while, so I got to hear all about her jerk of a boyfriend Nick and what a jerk he is and ohmygod, he's a jerk.

Thankfully, right before I stuck a pencil through my ear into my brain, they called my number. And my helpful DMV person got right down to business. She looked over my documents, yelled loudly, so the whole class can hear you now, IS 1#% POUNDS YOUR CORRECT WEIGHT? (go to hell, I'll stick with that weight, thank you very much.)

Then, we went for pictures. And I blinked. I'm sorry. I blinked. It seems like such an innocuous thing to do. I should know better. It is evil, obviously. My DMV lady yelled at me, "DO NOT CLOSE YOUR EYES!" so I stood there, eyes WIDE OPEN for approximately ten minutes before she took the second picture. I can't wait to show that to someone... noofficerI'mnotdrunkhonest,seeIalwayslookWIDEAWAKE!!