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i think the mere mention of those 3-letter words scares people. that place is always a mad house. its no fun any time or day to go there.
since i have no idea what happened to my renewal papers, i had to make a quick dash to the nearest office before the end of the month before my plates expire. we know the cops are always hungry to give a ticket to any poor soul with a lil expired sticker.
when it was my turn up to the counter:
dmv guy: wow, you drive a pickup?
me: yeah, why?
dmv guy: oh, cause you don’t look like you drive that kind of car.
me: what do i look like i drive? a sedan?
dmv guy: no, but woman & pickup don’t go together? its unusual.
me: really? we’ll now you know. i’m not the norm.
dmv guy: yeah, but i still never seen a woman behind a pickup.
*me thinking to myself* does this guy live in a hole? i see woman driving pickups & even hummers all over town!
anyhoo, my paperwork probably got lost in the stupidity of whoever entered it from before. he finally tracked it down. i thought he was entering the correct info when he handed me the final paper work. i didn’t even bother to look (stupid of me) cause i just wanted to get the hell out of there. so, today i’m about to go stick on the new sticker when i noticed all the address info was a mix of the north & south side of chicago. shit! now i have to go back and correct this or else i’ll have to repeat this bullshit next year. wtf?