Yesterday, I got all my paperwork together and made the trek to the DMV. My plan was to finally get my Arkansas car tags (which had woefully expired back in November. Shhhhh.) and my Arkansas drivers license. Well, I got my new plates, but the DL will have to wait another day. Even though I had done my research, apparently they haven’t updated their information on the internet. You can no longer use your SS card as a 2nd form of ID. Passport or Birth Cert only. Thanks, Homeland Security!

Anyway, I drive up to the DMV and see a police car and I think please don’t let him see my woefully expired tags. I park and start to get out of my van when I realize something isn’t quite right. Um, there is a car where the DMV walls used to be. I think, hmmmm, this is sure an extreme way to show kids that drinkin’ and drivin’ is uncool.

But that isn’t what they were doing.

No.

Some poor little old lady missed the brakes and punched the gas, launching her Dodge 300C over a 6 inch embankment, into the DMV. Nobody was hurt, but apparently a lady did an awesome Jason Bourne move over the counter to avoid getting hit.

But wait! There’s more!

So, it’s still business as usual inside the DMV. Of course, cell phones are snapping pictures a plenty. I took 3 pics, but can’t get them to download, so you’ll have to live with the picture from the paper for now.

I walk in, get my number, sit and wait. And that’s when I hear the following conversation:

Lady: I still need to get my drivers license renewed. Do you think I can still do that?
Me: uncontrollable laughter. (Oh, honey. You do know you just drove your car into the DMV. Right?)
Cop: Ma’am I think you have a little more on your plate to worry about right now. Let’s just get through this, okay?
Lady: But my license expires Friday.
Me: more giggles (this shit writes itself!)
Cop: Yes, ma’am.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I wanted to just wrap that woman up in a big ol’ hug. She was obviously in shock. But c’mon. You know that’s the funniest thing ever. That conversation was an Awesome Casserole. If I had written that in a book, nobody would believe it.