scary

Today I went to the DMV in an attempt to procure my very first New York State driver's license. (Thank you, Wisconsin, for your infrequent renewal requirements and enabling of my laziness.) In what should not come to you as a surprise, I was unsuccessful. Per Ellen's request, here is the email I sent to her upon my return:

i waited in line for an hour in front of a family of retards (seriously, mom, dad, and two young boys, all retarded--total trainwreck) only to be told i needed a copy of my driver record from wisconsin. was this information anywhere to be found in the dmv literature? no.

Some people were laughing at them. All I could think was "this is how serial killers happen." Or perhaps I've just watched too much Dateline NBC.