...while I was at the Registry of Motor Vehicles.
How's that for irony? I friggin' hate that place.
I parked in a lot across the street. I was in the RMV for literally 45 minutes. There was no sign prohibiting my parking there, but apparently it's illegal. I had to call my aunt to get a ride to this craphole impound lot the next town over, where it's all muddy, with trailers, and a "Beware of dog" sign, and a 450-pound guy behind the desk in the trailer, to whom we paid $110 to get my car out of this lot.
What a day.
My car got towed...
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Primus wrote:I've been to hell. I spell it...I spell it DMV
Anyone that's been there knows precisely what I mean
Stood there and I've waited and choked back the urge to scream
And if I had my druthers...
"It is not the literal past that rules us, save, possibly, in a biological sense. It is images of the past. Each new historical era mirrors itself in the picture and active mythology of its past or of a past borrowed from other cultures. It tests its sense of identity, of regress or new achievement against that past.”
-George Steiner
-George Steiner
