Good Morning, DMV
Obviously, DMV stands for demons missing voices.
The only things she said to me during the entire process were as follows: “Forty-three!” and “Wait over there!”
But all in all, despite everyone working there professionally scowling and not saying many words, it wasn’t too bad. I got my driver’s license renewed and updated the photo since the previous one was from eight years ago. In the new pic, my chin is much bigger. Oh well. Won’t have to go back for four years, and when I do…I think I’ll save my warm greetings for someone who deserves it.
This probably won’t work out
We might not live forever
While there’s nothing to confess
Please pay attention
- “New Hampshire” by Matt Pond PA