already a warm holiday memory

After the DMV I decided to head to the Police Department because I just needed my fill of bureaucratic nonsense today.

I was doing some business at the PD, which sounds a little shady, but I work with the police in the course of my job, really I do. While I was waiting to get some information from the nice officer behind the bulletproof glass, I heard a lady in the waiting area starting a call on her cell phone:

Lady: Hey, what’s up? How are you? Me, oh, well. Not much. Going to jail.

On that note, have a wonderful holiday and count those damn blessings!