Thankful Thursday

It snowed today -- NOT thankful for that.

I finally went to the DMV and renewed my driver's license.  G was nice enough to drive me there.

He also drove me to the grocery store yesterday so I could get stuff to make a cold appetizer for Bible study.  Then he drove me to and from Bible study.  It was cold and windy yesterday and I'm sure he would much rather have stayed inside and worked and watched television, but he didn't complain about having to chauffeur me around.  

I hate the DMV.  There has probably only been once (maybe twice) when I've had a good experience on my visits to the Secretary of State facilities.  Today was not one of those good experience days.

The woman who processed my renewal was not very nice.  She was snippy.  I'm  sorry her job requires her to ask the same questions over and over and over, but she knew what she was in for when she signed up and you better believe she is extremely well compensated for her boring, mindless, and so easy a third grader could do it (faster and more competently) job, so I don't have any pity for her.  No pity.  None.

One thing that bugs me about everyone who works at the DMV -- they only have one speed.  And that speed is S . . . L . . . O . . .W.  These people are even slower than Bill and Karolyn Slowsky, the annoying Comcast turtles.

When I walked through the door of the DMV, there were five people working and only two customers.  By the time I finally left, there were only three employees and twelve customers.  I really felt sorry for the people I left behind.  Who knows how long they had to languish there before they finally got their drivers license or the sticker for their license plate.

But the good news is I do have a valid license and I won't need to renew it until 2015.  Yay!

So today I am thankful that it will be quite awhile before I will have to endure the torture of a visit to the DMV. But more importantly, I am thankful that for the more than three months I unknowingly drove around with an expired license I was not involved in an accident or stopped by a police officer or state trooper for any sort of violation.  It wouldn't have been the end of the world to have been ticketed for driving with an expired license, but it wouldn't have been great either.

Next time, when I get my renewal notice in the mail, I'll pay more attention to the renew by date instead of waiting until the last minute (or beyond) to join the ranks of legal drivers in the state of Illinois.