The third circle of hell
Also known as the DMV. ‘Cause I had to renew my driver’s license, and although I could have done it by mail and saved myself some hassle, I like having a current photo ID on hand. Saves me from other hassles.
So, what did I learn?
1. Toddlers are evil.
2. Parents of toddlers are even *more* evil
3. The snacks in the vending machines are almost as old as I am (uck and bleah… worst .75 cents I ever spent)
4. My new license picture sucks even more than the last one. Sigh.
All that being said, it was a relatively painless visit. The folks behind the counter were on the ball, I had all the needed info, it was just the waiting around surrounded by the living drek of the earth that sucked.
Don’t believe me? Here’s an actual quote:
“May I have your attention please? Everyone, especially those of you with small children, please do not dial 911 on the pay phones unless you really need the police to show up. Thank you.”
I had been wondering why the officer was there.