I’m back at my least favourite place, the DMV. Sorry to disappoint one particular reader (you know who you are), but I have neither lost my licence nor been in a roadside accident. Au contraire, I’m here to pick up my full licence. Suck it, Ted.
It’s a surreal experience, and while it got off to a good start, it’s quickly got worse.
I was able to check in on my phone in the carpark, hooray!
This didn’t do anything. I walked in, and then joined another line to get a ticket. My appointment time was supposed to be 22 minutes ago, and my number has only just made it onto the Upcoming Tickets board.
I really should have brought a book.