How funny is this....

So I'm at DMV this morning bright and early (and btw this has nothing to do with the fabulous picture of my sweet son Noah to the left) and ALL I WANT TO DO IS RENEW MY LICENSE. There are not that many people there YET and so I'm thinking, 'yeah, I'm good, this won't be as painful as I thought'. SO, I get in the main line, ya gotta get past this one woman before you get to go to a teller who can fix your problem. I have to stand behind this poor young girl who is all upset and in a bind about her registration. She starts off by telling 'the woman' who has all our futures in her hands that she had no choice but to buy a car from XYZ car dealer and the 'woman' says to her "oh honey, you always have a choice, you should NOT have bought from there, they'll rob you blind". So I'm thinkin' ok, here we go. My foot starts involuntarily tapping. I'm aware of it, but barely. This means, I'm just on the beginning edge of losing my patience. Not there yet but it's coming. The young girl says "No, I DIDN"T have a choice and anyway I'm here about my registration." The 'woman' gives a hmph and listens to her woes. The girl is quite young maybe 20. She seems rather clueless but trying to stand her ground and we all learn through this that the dealership is rather scheisterey and they likely did not apply for her registration nor did they report the sale to DMV . The 'girl' is VERY upset to learn this and the woman commences to tell her, "honey you really DO have a choice, did you know that we are trying to put them out of business? They don't treat people right". My foot is outwardly and rather aggressively tapping now as I look around me and I see windows open and nice people waiting to help all of US who are trapped behind the 'girl' and the 'woman' who are arguing about whether or not she had a choice where to buy her car. I feel fume coming out of my ears ever so slightly and I think I may have huffed a couple of times. While they continued to talk, my mind began to wander and I was wondering why a Hampton Police Officer had to be stationed at the DMV for God's sake. What? Do people go postal in there? What in the WORLD? After about five more minutes of what she needs to do and whether she had a choice or not, they wrap it up and by now, I'm po'd. Ready to rock and roll, I slide up to first in line (after an unGodly amount of wait time for just one person in front of me) the absurdity of it all.....
I tell the 'woman' that I simply want to renew my license; that's all (with a big fake smile on my face), nothing complicated. She says to me, 'honey is is expired?' I'm sure I rolled my eyes when I said "well yes it is". She just looks at me (kay this is the beginning of the day right? no reason for drama or having had a bad day yet right?) and then she says with a slow drawl, 'do you have legal presence??" Before I could catch my words, I said, "what do I need an attorney for this?" then I bit my tongue because that WAS rather rude.... and so she told me that I needed my birth certificate for God's sake or my citizenship card or my passport. I'm thinking you have GOT to be kidding me. I hate this place. HATE. It's usually a zoo there and I thought I had beat the zoo goers this day. Hampton DMV is a place you want to avoid if you can, it's quite chaotic. I looked in my wallet and all I could find was my drivers license. So I offered that up and she said, 'honey it's expired, that's why you're here I can't use it'. I'm pissed. By now there are a ton of people behind me glaring at ME. I had to go home, find my birth certificate and go back there? uh uh. I know for a fact, I had fire coming out of my ears unabashedly at this point, not even trying to refrain anymore. I ask for some documentation on this for proof cause I feel she is giving me the runaround and she slings a peice of paper at me. I stand there blatently and slowly reading it all barely moving. People behind me are shotting daggers at me no doubt, I can feel them, one by one hitting my back. I still stood there. I took a big fat sigh and turned to walk away feeling defeated and beaten in this chore I was sure I was going to accomplish early this morning and the final straw falls to the ground...... the woman says loudly as I'm walking away, "Honey, if you hadn't let it expire, you wouldn't have to GO through this". I stop. I take a deep breath. She is QUITE bossy I must say. I'm thinking, keep walking, keep walking don't turn around, don't look at her, keep walking. Something in me made my feet rotate and I suddenly was facing her direction and once again my mouth was open and these words were coming out, "Well Thank you SO much for ALL of your help, you have been wonderful and I'm NOT your honey" and then I turned around and walked out the door feeling just a tad better.

Suddenly it hit me, THAT is why there was a police man stationed at the DMV. You CAN go postal in there! Yep, it all made sense as I was leaving. And guess what? I never went back today, that was my rebellion act for the day. One more weekend of driving with an expired license. dang. I guess the jokes on me.

---J