I am a delinquent.
This week, while discussing the fantastic customer service at the DMV, I had a moment of terror. Yep, my driver's license expired on my birthday.
Shouldn't they send you a notice or something? I don't understand how I can possibly be responsible for remembering to do something every four years. I mean, I have to put a daily reminder on my Outlook to remember to take my Claritin every morning. Do the DMV gods really expect me to remember to update a document that I got four addresses ago?
The sadder news? This will be my fifth driver's license. That's how very old I am.
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