Now for something completely different
	
	
		Some idiot clerk typed my wife's name as "Judity" instead of "Judith" on her drivers license.  We didn't notice it for a while, but today, she went in to correct it to avoid any problems when we fly. 
 
Even though the license was signed "Judith," and she had a half dozen IDs with the same name, they told her she had to have her birth certificate. 
 
Them: You can't change your license without a birth certificate.
Her: Look, it was your error.
Them: We don't know that.
Her: What do you mean you don't know that. The "Y" is right above the "H" key, and it was an obvious typo. Look at my signature on this "OFFICIAL" document. It says "JUDITH!" 
Them: We don't know that it's a typo. 
Her: Look, here's my social security card. I have my mortgage statement. I have my insurance card. They all say "JUDITH."
Them: It doesn't matter, we need a birth certificate to change a license.
 
She called me (madder than a wet hen) and I took the birth certificate to the office. She's now been waiting about three hours, and had to go to the end of the freakin' line. She's still there, expecting to spend about six hours in total to fix THEIR FREAKIN' MISTAKE! Nevermind that she needs a cane to walk, and is looking at a back operation in December.
 
The final insult? She has to pay $10.00 to replace the license. 
 
All I have to say is . . . bleep them and bleep the bleeping . . .
 
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. . . they bleeping rode in on!