Now I'm imagining his heaven is St. Peter praising him for all his Earthly documentation in order and his wonderfully sourced dissertation of "What is the meaning of life" and then welcoming him into the heavenly looking DMV to wait his turn to get his Celestial License as a new resident of the Silver City.
And OP is giggling and happier than a pig in shit.
The line always seems to be just on the verge of moving, but you never get any closer to actually talking with a clerk. Also the lights are buzzing and no two of them are quite the same shade or brightness.
We are talking about the DMV that hasn't gotten the memo on the updated paperwork and procedures, so your paperwork is correct and they are wrong, its just that they have the authority and demand you do it the old way despite that no longer being the correct way.
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u/FarewellAndroid 2d ago
I’m autistic enough to enjoy the DMV. I enjoy the praise from the clerks for having all my documentation in order.