I have a dream…that one day…we will be able to…(based on hair color, wrinkles, coke bottle glasses, hearing aid and oxygen tank) deny one who fits this description a valid NJ license. And I’m not just sayin’ this because I was almost sideswiped today on my way out of the DMV because granny backed up without looking. I’m sayin’ this because I was also break checked by grandpa on the way home too. Some things should just not be equal, ok.
I had to go to the DMV today to renew by license. I showed up unshowered, no make-up, and my hair in some kind of rats nest piled on top of my head. My picture popped up and the woman said to me, “Would you like to keep your current photo Grace?”
Hecks yea, I’m keeping my very deceiving, 4 years younger, tanner, blonder me photo. I personally like having the men at the liquor store take my card, then look at me.Then back at the card. Then back at me. If they try and trip me up and ask my street address or date of birth…that’s when I’ll know it’s really time for a new picture. Til then…this picture will stay, even if Dan did look at my license and say, “That doesn’t really look like you,” 10 minutes ago.