Ok so i went to the Dmv the other day, because people who card me are Re-…Special and honestly don’t believe me when i say its really me. so finally after having to go in to the bank with my passport, my id, and my cosco card, they believed it was me.
why would i be trying to deposit money in to some one elses account?* i lost my bank card, or rather i melted it, by accident…*
:huh:
so i get to the Dmv and there are maybe 4 cars outside. i walk in expecting very few people, and the place is packed… its 4pm and its packed… like Wal-mart on the first…
so i get to the guy at the counter and he is smiling at me. i fill out the paper work and go up to get a new ticket and he asks me for my phone number, i must have looked confused, and he asked again. so i gave it to him, and hes still smiling like he knows a dirty secret about me.
I take a horrible picture and go home.
8 rolls around, and i got a phone call from the guy at the Dmv, and hes asking me out for dinner.
😡
I said no but it was still flattering.