Dear Department of Motor Vehicles,
I don't understand why you are so bad at what you do. Your job is to help people with their motor vehicle related issues and yet I find that 4 out of 5 times that I come to your office you find a lame excuse not to fulfill what I need to be done. Of course this would not be so bad except that you make me take a little number and wait on a metal bench for an average of 1 to 2 hours before your reject my simple request. It is generally a bad sign when you are so bad at what you do that you need an armed police officer wandering among your patrons at all times. At first I thought this was excessive, but after dealing with you several times I realize that it is perfectly practical. If I owned a gun I would have been tempted. I understand that you hate your job, but please don't take it out on me. If you work in a place where you need bullet proof glass between you and the customer you should try and get a new job. The DMV sucks.
Sincerely,
Me.
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