DEAR HINDS COUNTY DRIVER'S LICENSE OFFICE:
PLEASE RETURN THE TWO HOURS AND FORTY-FIVE MINUTES YOU STOLE FROM ME.
THANK YOU,
AMANDA
Sweet crap, the whole family went to get our new licenses. We draw numbers J02, J03, J04, J05. The sign at the desk read "Now serving (I)26." I-FREAKING-TWENTY-SIX.
Two hours and forty-five minutes later, I have a vertical driver's license (which I actually think is kinda neat) that lists me as five feet, NINE inches tall (that's a big FIVE inches too tall), and doesn't express my wish to be an organ donor.
I caught the height mistake when the lady handed me my receipt. At this point, my license had not been printed, so I asked if it was too late to change anything, and she told me it was, then asked what was wrong. I told her and she said she could change the information in her computer.
So why the hell do they ask you to verify your information if they can't change it?
My parents' theory: she just didn't want to.
HEY, LADY:
FOR NEARLY THREE HOURS AND TWENTY DOLLARS CASH (my mom couldn't even write a check for all our licenses, even though the receipts all had a place for check amount and number), I SHOULD GET A PERFECT LICENSE.
So.. yeah. I've had an uneventful day.