The Department of Mot-whore Vehicles Can Kiss My Ass
I told my boss I’d be late today because I had to go to DMV to pay off a speeding ticket I owed from a while back and today was the final day I could pay it. I was dreading going there, but I needed to take care of this shit before it turned into a warrant. There are two things that I really hate – the thought of going to jail, and standing in line at the fucking DMV.
Even though I got there early, it seemed like about a hundred people were on the same fucking schedule as me. Most of the people there looked like they didn’t even bother to take a shower or change their goddam clothes before stepping out of the house—I could smell a musk from the lack of hygiene taken place. A fugly trailer park chick attempted to strike a conversation with me, but I quickly shot her stank-ass down. Finally, I reached the front of the line.
As I reached the DMV representative to give her my paperwork, she gave me the worse news I could hear—“You stood in the wrong line”. What the fuck?! This was some bullshit that I couldn’t take this early in the morning. The rep said she couldn’t help me and attempted to send me back in line—I tried to plead my case. Of course, she, nor her manager, believes in the good ol ‘customer is always right’ slogan, so I didn’t get my way. I accomplished abso-fuckin-lutely nothing. I’d be damned if I would wait another hour and almost needed security to escort me out. Fuck them…
Before going to work, I had to relax, so I detoured home to get a quickie in with Missy at FuckHerRight.com. This slut came through in the clutch. If it wasn’t for the FREE TRIAL I had, I don’t know how the fuck my attitude would be at work today. I try to do the right thing by paying my damn ticket and all I get is shit for it. Thank god it’s almost Friday.
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