Recently I had to physically go to the Department of Motor Vehicles (DMV) to renew my driver’s license. I’d already renewed by mail twice and that’s the limit because they want you to pass an eye test. The photo to the right is the actual DMV office snapped on my handy iPhone. When I left, I was frustrated from the experience and a friend forwarded me this joke coincidentally:

After spending 3-1/2 hours enduring the long lines, surly clerks and insane regulations at the Department of Motor Vehicles, I stopped at a toy store to pick up a gift for my son.

I brought my selection, a baseball bat, to the cash register.

“Cash or charge?” the clerk asked.

“Cash,” I snapped.

Then apologizing for my rudeness , I explained, “I’ve spent the afternoon at the motor-vehicle bureau.”

“Shall I giftwrap the bat?” the clerk asked sweetly, “or are you going back there?”

Let’s just say it was a happy coincidence and jolted me out of my surly mood. Thanks Raja!