The Angry Drunk

Well, this week­end was utter shit. Let’s keep the pre­am­ble short and get on to the bitchin’

Part The First, Wherein The Angry Drunk Is Fucked By Bureaucratic Fuckwittery

The first hit came Saturday morn­ing at the Motor Vehicle Department. To pro­vide some back­ground, I do not have a driver’s license. There are rea­sons for this, which I won’t go into now, but the bot­tom line is that I don’t have a license. Now, after a year of twice daily twenty mile bus rides I’ve decided to rec­tify the sit­u­a­tion. So, after much wran­gling to set up a time when some­one with a work­ing vehi­cle can accom­pany me on my quest, I schlepp my weary ass to the MDV Saturday morning.

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