Dept of Poopy Heads - Deux
January 12, 2007 Posted by Al Castle
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Categories: Castle, gnash-teeth
The day before my trip to Maryland I decided to head on in to the Department of Licensing, since renewing my license online was a joke. It’s completely pouring down rain that day, heavy heavy pummeling your brain rain. I pull up first thing in the morning, have my coffee with me and sprint to the first set of double doors. I see a familiar symbol on the door - No Food or Drink Allowed.
Arrg. I sprint out and put my coffee back in my truck. Sprint back to the doors. I’m drenched.
This time several people are already ahead of me. As I approach the place where you select your doom and grab a number I notice many post it notes and taped on signs. I scan them, and fortunately notice one that reads, “We cannot accept credit or debit cards at this time. Checks or cash only please.”
I haven’t used a checkbook since like ‘92 and I’m not allowed to carry cash. Arrg.
I sprint out to the truck again, to find that my coffee tipped over and spilled it’s precious nectar all over my floor mat. Arrg.
Even without my coffee I realize that the Cost Cutters or whatever the store is next door probably contains an ATM. I drive over, locate it and accept the stupid transaction tax or whatever they call their fee.
Then it’s back to the DOL and getting a number. I’m seriously grumpy.
Finally they call my number, I make with the nice and then explain how I tried to renew online because I received a letter stating I could do so. The public servant tells me, “that thing never really worked I don’t know why they keep sending those letters”. Arrg.
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