So I went to the DMV today without an appointment and the line took over 3 hours. Two hours of it consisted of finally getting into the building and the last hour and a half consisted of me being at the very front of the line, stalled, because the receptionist would only talk to those with appointments (of which the line for them wouldn’t stop so she would never get to us).So anyway, during this hour and a half period of me watching my fingernails grow, this guy tries to sneak into the front next to me and pretends like he just needs some papers and all, playing dumb. So while he inches his way to the front space over the span of an hour, the people behind me passive aggressively call him out but nobody says anything too confronting so he’s basically in the front. This lady behind me taps my shoulder and says something to the lines of, “You’re first aren’t you?” in an attempt to gravetize the responsibility of calling the cutter out to me.
Anyway, so he’s here for like an hour and then finally another receptionist clocks in and tends to us appointment-less folk. So basically my heart is gradually pounding because I’m like that (like in class when I know the answer to something or have an item of discussion and consciously plan to speak up, my heart will slowly beat faster until I dare raise my hand with a flushed visage) when I finally blurt out how the guy wasn’t in line in the most accusatory annoying voice (3 hours waiting in the DMV can make anyone crazy). This was followed by him saying he was in line the whole time in a tone that you know he was caught in a lie but kept insisting. So the receptionist says that he recognizes me from waiting in the line but not the other guy. And then he asks the other people at the front of the line and in perfect sync everyone yells “NO!” and the crowd cheers as he has to go to the back, thus successfully wasting an hour of time belonging to someone who just tried to cut. Thus concludes my tail of excitement in a land of suburbia.