So having moved here a few months ago I had to go and finally get my parking permit so I could park closer to my home and not out in the Haight. When I got at the DPT, as expected, there was a long line at least a half hour long. And so I stood and waited, inching my way up closer to either window 3, 5 or 6. And then the entertainment show up!
This tall white guy, clearly a permafry from the 70's, walks in escorted to the front of the line by the security guard. First of all, the man had the most awesome uneven mullet chopped into his grey mane. He wore a black long sleeved t-shirt and soccer shorts over some ski pants which were then tucked into his black cowboy boots.
When he got up to the window he whipped out every single kind of identification he could find. He showed his registration, his lease, his utility bill, his Driver's License and finally in a great booming voice so everyone could hear him he said "I got my Cannabis Club card too if you wanna see that!" The whole waiting room was filled with laughs and chuckles as the man went on a rant about how he's mentally unstable and has a signed document saying so. Well, in the end he got what he wanted, I think he was just wanting to get his car out of the impound and he left with a "Thank you everybody" as he skipped out of a room that once again swelled with laughs.
Poor guy I thought to myself, he's going to be like that the rest of his life, but at least he gives those of us who are agonizing at the DPT something to laugh at and help pass the time better.
This tall white guy, clearly a permafry from the 70's, walks in escorted to the front of the line by the security guard. First of all, the man had the most awesome uneven mullet chopped into his grey mane. He wore a black long sleeved t-shirt and soccer shorts over some ski pants which were then tucked into his black cowboy boots.
When he got up to the window he whipped out every single kind of identification he could find. He showed his registration, his lease, his utility bill, his Driver's License and finally in a great booming voice so everyone could hear him he said "I got my Cannabis Club card too if you wanna see that!" The whole waiting room was filled with laughs and chuckles as the man went on a rant about how he's mentally unstable and has a signed document saying so. Well, in the end he got what he wanted, I think he was just wanting to get his car out of the impound and he left with a "Thank you everybody" as he skipped out of a room that once again swelled with laughs.
Poor guy I thought to myself, he's going to be like that the rest of his life, but at least he gives those of us who are agonizing at the DPT something to laugh at and help pass the time better.
