The Queen of the DMV
So, confession time: I never learned how to drive. I way older than a teenager and I just never wanted to drive. I love being a passenger and Uber rocks.
I do need an i.d. thought. Since I never have it out – it expired on my birthday LAST AUGUST so months later – oops I need it and it’s expired. So I go to the DMV and this woman was a total cow to me. I need my birth certificate and more i.d.
Okay fine. Then she has an issue with how my name went from my maiden name to my name today. We need to show how that change happened.
I was just standing there staring……. I never had to do this before.
I went home without an i.d. I am going back with both sets of divorce papers, my social security card, my birth certificate and some bills for that hooker and watch, someone really cool will be working and think I am a total nutcase for bringing all this i.d.
This is a 3×3-inch painting on a little canvas. Ready to hang and no framing necessary.
At the time of this writing, this piece was available in the eBay store. If you get there and it’s not there, it’s off living life with a happy collector.