WALKING MY WAYS

WALKING MY WAYS. Last month, I received a letter from the DMV, advising me that my driver’s license would soon expire. I therefore made an appointment. And last Friday, I went there. Slightly stressed. And did encounter some hurdles. First, I was told to get a number with my smart phone. Well, I didn’t have a smart phone. But I did get a number.

And after it was called, a DMV associate asked me to go to one of their 18 computers to fill out an application blank. So I went to first one. Then two. Then three different ones, but none seemed to work. So I went back to the lady, who told me to push the green button, WITH MY THUMB, which I hadn’t done. And from then on, I only used my fingers. And so I answered some 20 questions, including PO Box 1673. But PO Boxes weren’t accepted, so I put down 5 San Carlos, which worked. (And eventually, they did accept my P.O. Box.)

In any event, I looked around, at the spacious DMV office. Which included 30 or 40 people, waiting. Young, old, and in between. Including two friends. And St. Patrick’s decor all over. With a cloned Christmas Tree, full of green garland and green decorations. Perhaps it was a St. Patrick’s tree. At any rate, I next gave them two thumb prints. And then waited behind a white line, while my photo was taken. And then received a packet of paperwork, to keep. All part of a temporary Driver’s License.

But no other questions to answer. Nor any driving test to take. Just a few weeks to wait, and I would get my new license in the mail. So with that cheerful thought, I drove home. Happy. Relaxed. And Relieved. Finally. P.S. The DMV was a stimulus for me to check my TSA pre-check authorization. And I realized it, too, was about to expire. So fortunately, and happily, I was able to extend this, too. Finis.