The most dreaded office in this country is probably the Department of Motor Vehicles. I lost my license and had to pay them a visit today.
I had an appointment so it was super smooth, but I didn’t know I had to do the written tests over again. That made me all nervous to the point that I wanted to cry and throw up. I had no issues with the regular test but failed the motorcycle test. Mostly because I am retarded, don’t know anything about motors, and the questions are asked weird. Fortunately, I just had to wait for 10 minutes and could redo the test. Pretty happy I passed the second time around so I could scoot home.
