A Conversation at the DMV

I went in to get my driver’s license renewed. The woman behind the counter, a pleasant-looking woman in her mid-to-late 40s with long greying hair, engaged me in conversation. Here’s a sample.

DMV: So where’d you get that wedding ring from?

ME: Uh, I don’t know, it’s been nearly ten years; uh, I guess from a jewler friend in Indiana?

DMV: Yeah? Nice. You like being married?

ME: Sure, most of the time…

DMV: I had a guy in earlier today, married 13, maybe 16 years. One day he woke up, but his wife didn’t…nothing wrong with her either.

ME: Must’ve been something wrong with her…

DMV: Nope. Nothing. Perfect health.

ME: Dang.

One thought on “A Conversation at the DMV

  1. This is fantastic. This dmv worker and Timshel’s mom would get along great. Enjoy your marriage for the next 3-6 years, John.

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