Today I went to the Bureau of Motor Vehicles to renew my driver’s license — a little bit late; it was supposed to be done on my birthday. Because of the late fee it turned out I was $10 short of money to pay for the renewal, and I wasn’t allowed to drive away and get more money because I would be driving on an expired license (which they’d already taken away in any case) and it would be illegal. I was forced to call Michael’s father and hang around until he arrived with the ransom money.
Why does this always happen to me?
Also, as documented by my trusty cell phone camera, a funny thing happened on the way to the library.