I was worried that I was going to get popped on my way over to the DMV this morning. You see, my license had passed through its useful like and had been laying in my wallet, dead, since 9/11.
But no longer, I made my appointment last week, rolled over this morning and rolled out twenty minutes later, $24 poorer and in possession of a temp permit to carry me until the new one gets here.
I expected the man to ask me how I got to the DMV with my expired license. To which I would have replied, "Very carefully". And I couldn't very easily shine on it since I had my motorcycle jacket with me and its kind of hard to play off as as regular jacket.
But nope, he didn't give a damn, just wanted to process my renewal, snap my pic and move on to the next sucker.
The trip was easy, quick and done. But I'll be back in a few weeks to re-register the motorcycle now too. But who cares, that's an easy one now that I'm all legal again!
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