You may remember this post from a couple of days ago. I'd love to say a part 3 isn't needed, but hey, we are talking about appliances and repairmen, right? So, I call the nice Sear's Escalation Department on Monday only to be told the earliest they can get me in is on Wednesday afternoon. I try not to laugh hysterically and tell her thank you, but I'll just keep my appointment for Tuesday morning and call it a day. I have a busy day ahead and just don't have time to deal with it anymore. I spent the next few hours planning out events with our youth pastor. While I was there, I took a sip of my tea. Hot, molten lava proceeded to shoot through my gum and up out of my eyeball. I tried to make it look like it was nothing, but it REALLY HURT! Anyway, we wrapped up our meeting and I headed over to the DMV.
THREE AND ONE HALF HOURS later, I finally made it up to the friendly lady to renew my license. The conversation goes something like this:
Lady, "Ma'am, I need you to put your forehead against the cushion and read line 4 to me."
Me, "Um, I only see lines 1, 2, & 3."
Lady, "I need you to read line 4."
Me, "I'd love to read line 4, but there isn't one."
Lady, "Move your head until you find it."
Me, feeling very silly at this point as I try putting my head in different positions. "Honestly, there is not line 4!"
Lady, "Ma'am, I can't give you your license if you can't read line 4."
Me, feeling near hysterical laughter at this point, "I would like to read line 4 to you, but there is NO line 4 to read! And I really need my driver's license."
Lady, "Ma'am, take your head off the machine and push the cushion with your hand. Can you see line 4 now?"
Me, doing as she asks. "Oh, NOW there's a line 4! I'm not a stupid person, really, it just wasn't there!" And I read her line four.
Lady, "We have old machines. Sometimes they do that. They are hard machines to read."
See, now why didn't she just tell me that to begin with?
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