BMV

 I just got back from the Wickliffe BMV.

 Not sure if all BMV's look like a third-world socialist country government office but Wickliffe's sure does.

 Bland-colored walls, stained carpet, cheap mixed chairs lining the walls, orders being barked out by a computer with a number being announced first then a name, if no one answers or jumps up immediately, a person then yells a name and dictates where to stand at what window.

No one is smiling, and people dressed sloppy, hair uncombed, everyone with a dour look on their face not wanting to be there because of the needlessly high expense of having to reregister your car every year.

Socialism is wonderful. Quality of life suffers, and the price to suffer gets greater every day.

Carey On…