The cliché is absolutely true. The is no worse wait than at the DMV. Holy crap. This is torture.
See here is the story.
Jess’ drivers licence expired a month before the wedding and instead of renewing it just to change her name later she just waited until post wedding.
I, being the good husband, told her that I would go with her to get mine updted at the same time, seeing as it’s 4 years and four addresses ago.
Now we’re stuck here. Could be for a looooong time. Been here 10 minutes already and 4 only numbers have been called. “Now serving 103″. Well shit. I’m 129.
Ugh. This sucks hard. If we don’t make it out of here alive someone send a search party.
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