Department Of Motor Vehicles

Image used under a Collective Commons License from: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Indiana_1991_license_plate.jpgAfter spending more than three hours enduring the long lines, the miserable clerks, and the insane regulations at the Department of Motor Vehicles, just to get the new licence plates for my truck, I stopped off at a toy store to pick up a gift for my son.

I brought my selection, a baseball bat, to the cash register.

“Cash or charge?” the clerk asked.

“Cash,” I snapped.

Then apologizing for my rudeness , I explained to her, “I’m so sorry, I have just spent a really frustrating afternoon at the Department of Motor Vehicles.”

“Would you like me to gift wrap the bat?” the clerk asked sweetly, “or are you going back there?”


Image used under a Collective Commons License from: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Indiana_1991_license_plate.jpg

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