Had to go to the DMV today to transfer over a truck I recently got.
Man, I have to admit to really liking to go to the DMV sometimes.I like to strike up conversations with people and to people watch too.
Anyways, when I arrive, there is the usual line outside made up of some human refuse, over-perfumed made-up babes, MILF's, illegals and assorted characters.
The DMV is always fun for people watching.You can view those that are downright nasty with staff, stinky bastards, the people who throw names around if you don't serve them quick enough, the handicapped guy that runs up to the front and demands he be served immediatley, the disgruntled vet who likens the DMV to combat in Korea, etc.
Anyways, there was a woman who brought her 4 little kids with her, she was two seats over with her misbehaving miscreants.Jumping on people, roling up apps and throwing them around while she sipped on her Circle K coffee and a maple bar.The kids were eating cheerios out of a paper sack and raising hell at the water fountain.These kids were really serving up a big dish of PITA to other people.Someone must've said something to the supervisor there because some old timer that just used up a bottle of Grecian formula came out to tell her to check her kids or leave.He reminded me of a 75 yr old Wayne Newton replete with jet black hair and pompador.
This woman screams to the kids at the top of her lungs "Dante, Le Andre, ???, and Lucefer, get your asses over here this instant.Holy smokes, did I hear her call one of her kids Lucifer?
After the kids settled down a bit, I asked, knowing I may be yelled at or attacked by her, (my damn curiosity was killing me, too)if her kids name was Lucifer.She said very coldly and rude that "she named him Lucefer(with an E) so nobody would f**k with him.
That was the extent of the conversation, my number was called, got my transer, registration and got the Fluck outta Dodge.
I think The End may not be very far off.