Friday, November 6, 2009

DMV Fun

This story starts on my birthday. I was sitting in the car next to Candi. We were driving to Cincinnati. She was mentally preparing me for a statue we were about to see on the side of the freeway when a horrible realization entered my mind. I gasped and grabbed hold of her arm. On a side note: gasping and grabbing someone's arm while they are driving is not a smart thing to do. Thankfully she didn't swerve off the road and end us in a fiery explosion. Anyway, the realization I had was that my license expired that day as I was sitting in Ohio. I gasped because I was certain I wouldn't be able to fly home, especially because the airports were in a code orange (I have no idea what that means, but it sounds ominous). Well, the rest of that story is for another post. The bottom line is that I made it home and, of course, had to make a trip to the DMV. And that visit is where this story takes place.

So I'm sitting there with my two-year-old son, waiting for my number to be called and knowing I was in for a long wait. My son was getting bored and started rifling through my purse. He found my digital camera. I didn't think it was a big deal at first to let him play with it. Not until, that is, he started aiming it at the man sitting two seats down from us. "Don't point it at people," I told him.

"But I want to," he whined.

At this point, the man looked over and said, "He can take my picture." (This was a statement that after five minutes, he probably wished he never made)

My son took no less than twenty pictures of this poor man. The blinding flash probably made him see stars. Each picture he had to personally show the man, who pretended to be excited. He truly was a good sport, but after picture twenty I was feeling more than embarrassed. Finally, I pried the camera from my son's little hands and shoved it into my purse. He cried and cried. Then he went to my purse and started searching for it. He immediately stopped crying when he spotted something else. Pulling them from my purse he screamed, "Look, it's my underwear," and promptly showed them to the man.

I will include some pics of the man so you can see the extent of my embarrassment:






Oh, and the statue I saw on the side of the road with Candi:

It's HUGE. Now you see why she had to mentally prepare me.

15 comments:

  1. I have an even better picture of that statue, but no cord to connect my camera to the computer.

    I'll just add my voice to Kasie's grabbing someones arm (pretty hard) and exclaiming, "OH NO!" Not a good idea on the freeway. But I did get to tease you mercilessly after, so I guess it was worth all the laughs.

    What a good sport the DMV guy was. And underwear out of a purse. Too funny. At least he didn't come out of your room when people were around, wearing your bra like a purse and saying, "Do you like my purse?" Not that I'm saying anything like that has ever actually happened at our house.

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  2. Wow, massive statue. I've kinda forgotten the rest of your post—I'm trying to really picture how big that thing is.

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  3. Big Butter Jesus!! Oh my gosh, you were in Ohio!

    *scans rest of blog*

    Okay, so my you-were-in-Ohio revelation was a little late, but still. I get excited when I discover writers in my neck of the woods; most everyone seems to be out west.

    But if you liked the Big Butter Jesus, you'll LOVE his theme song:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gq01UYiMyHg

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  4. LOL, hilarious stories, Kasie. Both of them. :)

    I was cracking up at the picture thing. What a good sport. :)

    Also, the big Jesus: LOL! Having lived in Ohio for four years, it actually didn't surprise me at all. :D

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  5. That statue is a bit odd! Glad you got your license renewed. You can tell that man loved the pics. :)

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  6. So, you've been driving around with an expired license for two weeks?

    I have to say, I might wreck my car if I looked over and saw that statue unprepared!

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  7. Yes, waiting in line with small children equals not fun. See, this is what you get when you are responsible and potty-train your child. You should be like me and just continue to put it off so then you can will always only have diapers in your purse. And diapers pulled out in public are much less embarrassing.

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  8. Yes, waiting in line with small children equals not fun. See, this is what you get when you are responsible and potty-train your child. You should be like me and just continue to put it off so then you can will always only have diapers in your purse. And diapers pulled out in public are much less embarrassing.

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  9. I just wanted you to know that you are kicking my but in NaHoCleMo, so I'm doing something I can kick YOUR butt at which is NaGroBaMo. See my sidebar.

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  10. At least kick your butt this month. You've grown 4. I've only grown 1 1/2.

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  11. LOL Man, Jessie! How dare you challenge me in something I can no longer do! (Inside my head: Must find way to grow a baby, stat.)

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  12. Brillant. You have the ability to make my unstoppable laughter screech to a life-saving halt with that last picture.

    First, I laughed so hard and for so long about your DMV experience that I worried I'd never again breath. Then your last picture revived me just like that. Jesus Saves, that's all I gotta say about it.

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  13. Your post brought back horrible memories for me. Luckily my children are grown up and now instead of crying they sit like lumps playing video games and complain about being hungry.

    Oh and that statue is crazy and I can't even imagine seeing it in person.

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  14. fun trip to the DMV. That guy was a great sport. Maybe he had fun. Waiting in line can be boring. At least he can't say he was bored.

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