So I had to renew my driver license on my most recent birthday. Naturally, I procrastinated until the last minute. And then, naturally, I totally forgot about it until three weeks it had passed.
But no problem. I just went onto the DPS website and, click-click-click, ordered me up a new driver license. Another example of how the internet makes my life simpler and more efficient. At least that's what I thought until the confirmation page told me I should receive my new license within 45 days.
The point to this whole story is that I've been kinda anxious lately, driving around with an expired license (shhh, don't tell anyone). I mean, I printed out the little confirmation page and stuck that in my wallet, but who knows if it'd get me out of trouble with "the man."
So it was with a sigh of relief when I pulled an envelope from the State of Texas, Department of Public Safety out of my mailbox last night. I tore that baby open, intent to rectify my perpetual misdimeanor, and found myself staring right into the face of one Stephen Kent Burkett.
The DPS sent me the wrong license.
ps.
Does anyone else think "driver license" sounds funny? That's how the DPS says it. I prefer "driver's license" myself. Though I guess if you wanted to be grammatically correct, it would actually be a "driving license."
1 comment:
So does this mean we should now call you Stephen?
That's a REALLY scary story!
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