I go into my local DMV today to get a title and do a plate swap on a couple bikes. I've already filled out the necessary paperwork and just need one of the blue numbers staring with a B and hopefully not two dozen from the last B number called. There's a nice looking public servant lady behind the info desk and she smiles when I tell what I'd like to do and that I already have the paperwork, clearly she doesn't believe me and asks for my paperwork, which is in order, and I show her the plates coming off and gong on bikes; one of which is a vanity plate. She asks if she can have it then gets up and walks away. Seriously. Gets up without a word to me or the six people in back of me an walks off into some office. And then I know I'm fucked because she comes out of the office with another DMV lady, only this one has "Supervisor" on her badge.
And she smiles. A really big smile and says to her subordinate, "yeah, that's got to be him."
And she takes out her iPhone and holds it out for me to see the screen, and it's a pic of me and my boys.
"I took this picture last week, I thought you guys looked so cool."
I still ended up with a blue number starting with a B about twenty from the number being called.
And she smiles. A really big smile and says to her subordinate, "yeah, that's got to be him."
And she takes out her iPhone and holds it out for me to see the screen, and it's a pic of me and my boys.
"I took this picture last week, I thought you guys looked so cool."
I still ended up with a blue number starting with a B about twenty from the number being called.
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