Is There Anything Worse Than Going To The DMV?
I have been putting it off for way too long, that dreaded trip down to the DMV even though I could have made it simple by mailing it in, like every year. But what happens? I forget and then have to make that dreaded trip down to “you know where.”
So I finally broke down and headed out to “O” street and once I saw NASCAR type moves in and out of the parking lot I knew it would be bad. Sure enough, both lines out the door and spilling out of the building. I needed to use the restroom anyway before leaving and coming back another day so not a total waste.
But while I was in the restroom I thought of several things that I would rather do, like:
- A trip to the dentist
- Ballet with the better half
- Dinner play with Todd, wait, I take that one back
- Road Trip with Richard Simmons
- Wait for the cable guy
What did I miss? Leave your most miserable thing to do in the comment section below.