Thaden Family Blog

Okay, what a nightmare to be an American “in a post 9/11 world.” Yea, I put all that in quotes, because that’s the excuse to take away our freedoms and God given rights.

So……………………………..

In order to get a Michigan driver’s license you need to provide a birth certificate, social security card (or income slavery tax form), two forms of proof of address, and a vial of blood. Okay, only joking about the blood.

BUT!!!!

If you’re a married woman, be prepared to provide a marriage license/certificate, a form showing last name change, and I think a social security application under said last name.

So as long as you have all that information, you’ll be set to get a Michigan driver’s license.

Here’s the catch: There’s an old bitty at the DMV that is crotchety as hell. Okay, maybe she is a nice person once you give her grief, but overall she has a shell as hard as stone.

So here’s the poop on my experience. I arrived with a folder that contained all the information they needed. First, she wouldn’t remove any paperwork from an envelope. I had to hand it to her. No big deal I thought, why not try to make me feel inferior because she has something to grant me that I do not have? So, then she starts her crap. “You didn’t provide me your middle name,” and I said, “I put my middle initial down,” and she replied, “Do you not have a middle name?” to which I responded, “the form says “middle” and I put down my initial.” At this point my inside voice must have left, because I was turning some heads when I said, “Jesus, since when did it become this hard to prove I’m an American? My middle name is on my birth certificate if you need it.” I felt myself getting very angry to the point where my hands were shaking. I don’t normally get that upset, but for some reason that incident rubbed me the wrong way, but that wasn’t the end. I apparently didn’t have my address on my certified school transcript (that they allow), so I handed her the envelope saying, “here it is, that’s how I got it.” And the damned woman had this look of shock like I had just broke wind in her area and the kind lady helping Margaret was passing over our water bill saying, “here…..here, here, take this. It has his name on it.” My lady reluctantly took the bill and completed her “mission.” At this point I said, “This kinda reminds me of Nazi Germany!” and I stuck out my hand towards my lady and said, “Papers please?” She just smirked and laughed, but I was pissed.

Long story short, she ended up taking my picture and I was on my way. It wasn’t till then that Margaret told me that I was getting real loud and thought I was going to get into trouble.

I swear, this whole mass hysteria since 9/11 has put us under the thumb of the government and I’m not liking it. We’re not at fault, they are and what do we do? Bow down.

“So bow down to her if you want, bow to her. Bow to the Queen of Slime, the Queen of Filth, the Queen of Putrescence. Boo. Boo. Rubbish. Filth. Slime. Muck. Boo. Boo. Boo.”

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