Diary of a Leadfooted Numpty

[slipjig3]

I got my dunce ass pulled over last night. It was my own stupid fault—I have a tendency to speed under the best of conditions, and the last leg of a three-hour commute home is not the best of conditions, so I failed to lift my cinder block foot from the gas on the exit ramp and got clocked at 57 in a 35 zone. I had already been rage-cruising for most of the trip, and had juuuust been getting myself into a better headspace with liberal application of Beastie Boys tracks when this happened, and...yeah, from there, my mood was toast. The police officer who nabbed me was terribly nice, though, which is blessing given that I wasn't aware that failing to switch to a Maine driver's license within 30 days of moving here is an arrestable offense. I got home, greeted hypnagogie, commiserated about how stressed she was, and joined her in declaring fuck the everything as we smothered our misery with sushi and G&Ts and Brooklyn Nine-Nine reruns. Good times.

So yeah, sorry, boss, can't come in to work today, because turns out? It's against the law. Also, your employee is a numpty.

Needless to say, the task at hand today was getting a new license, and I have to say that between the yesterday's cop and today's jaunt to the Bureau of Motor Vehicles I have to conclude that everyone on the state payroll in Maine must be a Canadian expat. I swear unto you, I have never had such a pleasant DMV/RMV/BMV experience as the one this afternoon: quick, friendly, no getting the impression that I'm inconveniencing the whole office with My Problem. Also, it was nice knowing that even with wet hair and a zit on the end of my nose the size of El Capitan, it will still be a better license photo than the previous one. (The photographer had managed to catch me a quarter of the way through a blink, so I look baked to the point that my language skills were somewhere behind me. Y'know, exactly the impression you want to give when you're pulled over.)

As I type this, the pouring rainstorm we've been enjoying is having its first lull, and my stomach is overfull with homemade burgers with havarti and avocado, and life is pretty dang good, all told. Should be good sleeping weather, which I'm greatly looking forward to. Good night, my dears. Dream kindly.

Comments

*commiserate*

[avivasedai]

My god, if I had the tag "stress" how often would I just post "hi" with the tag "stress" a dozen times?

Also, sorry about the ticket - that always sucks. The license thing might be one of the best reasons to not go to work.

I'm glad there was good food.

Re: *commiserate*

[slipjig3]

It felt like an incredibly dumb reason to call in. That email to my manager was a real hanging-head, tail-between-the-legs kind of experience. Her response was, "How did you not know you needed to get your license changed??" No, no, I knew I needed to; I just didn't know that Smokey could haul me down to stony lonesome for not doing it.

And yeah, something tells me the stress tag is going to be getting a workout in the coming months, possibly to the point of redundancy.

Re: *commiserate*

[avivasedai]

"How could you not know..." In my case it would be "because I never looked it up because knowing how to drive should be common amongst the states and not requiring different DMVs and I've told everyone that matters to me what my new address is and I don't intend to be showing my driver's license to police officers."

This is why I never send work emails right after I write them. *sigh*

[sandrylene]

Oh dear. Well, that could have ended worse, I suppose? And Brooklyn Nine Nine seems like a nice way to decompress.

[intuition_ist]

Check your registration address as well. That's should be changeable online, but in MA if you get caught with an out-of-state registration 30 days after moving here they will tow your car to impound on the spot and leave you with no way to get home. Happened to a friend of mine lo these many years ago.

[rubian77]

Look at it this way: if you get pulled over and ARE a little baked, you'll look just like your license photo and appear....normal. ;)