This was just great.
Just great.
Juuuuuust Great.
Yes, capitilized.
I have had The Worst Day of My Life.
Well, ok, maybe not the worst day, but pretty bad.
I went to the DMV to get my driver's liscence. When we got there, the mean DMV people denied all exhistence of our appointment as if I was an undercover spy seized by the enemy and they were the CIA. The sarcastic woman at the information counter said we would have to wait in line. She then pointed to an obscene stream of people that seemed to stretch endlessly on into night. We slowly filed to the very end (I think it was in Liberia where it finally stopped, though I can't remember for sure), and there I stood in the stifling heat for two hours as my sister gallavanted away happily. At around four o'clock the next day I was ushered into a whole new line inside. There I stood for another hour until I made it up to the mean DMV man.
The mean DMV man gave me a number (21) and told me to sit and wait. I did. I ate a questionable chicken salad sub in a cheap plastic chair shoved against the wall amid the aroma of sweat from the billions of other people waiting.
I sat, and with no exaggeration, for three hours.
Number 21 was called as the sun turned black and collapsed into itself 400 trillion years in the future. I then, surprise surprise, stood in a whole other line. In the end I was talking to the exact same woman who had denied our appointment six hours ago. Said woman would under no circumstances allow me to take the test without my social security number. I had to frantically call my mother and father while they were at work, and, after fruitless minutes of no success, I triumphantly gave it to the sarcastic woman.
I then failed my test by one question.
The irony was shocking.
After that, my father's girlfriend came over who is only four years older than me (How disgusting is that? She could be his daughter! She's not even of legal drinking age!) whom I dislike passionately.
I now have to re-take the teast tomorrow morning at 7:30.
Oh yeah, my day's been fun.
Just great.
Juuuuuust Great.
Yes, capitilized.
I have had The Worst Day of My Life.
Well, ok, maybe not the worst day, but pretty bad.
I went to the DMV to get my driver's liscence. When we got there, the mean DMV people denied all exhistence of our appointment as if I was an undercover spy seized by the enemy and they were the CIA. The sarcastic woman at the information counter said we would have to wait in line. She then pointed to an obscene stream of people that seemed to stretch endlessly on into night. We slowly filed to the very end (I think it was in Liberia where it finally stopped, though I can't remember for sure), and there I stood in the stifling heat for two hours as my sister gallavanted away happily. At around four o'clock the next day I was ushered into a whole new line inside. There I stood for another hour until I made it up to the mean DMV man.
The mean DMV man gave me a number (21) and told me to sit and wait. I did. I ate a questionable chicken salad sub in a cheap plastic chair shoved against the wall amid the aroma of sweat from the billions of other people waiting.
I sat, and with no exaggeration, for three hours.
Number 21 was called as the sun turned black and collapsed into itself 400 trillion years in the future. I then, surprise surprise, stood in a whole other line. In the end I was talking to the exact same woman who had denied our appointment six hours ago. Said woman would under no circumstances allow me to take the test without my social security number. I had to frantically call my mother and father while they were at work, and, after fruitless minutes of no success, I triumphantly gave it to the sarcastic woman.
I then failed my test by one question.
The irony was shocking.
After that, my father's girlfriend came over who is only four years older than me (How disgusting is that? She could be his daughter! She's not even of legal drinking age!) whom I dislike passionately.
I now have to re-take the teast tomorrow morning at 7:30.
Oh yeah, my day's been fun.
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