Drivers License Renewal Office Take Two

Many of you have heard the story of my first "name change" experience at the drivers license renewal office---it was interesting to say the least. You can read about it here.

Last week, I had to return to said office to get a new license following my 25th birthday. I thought that they might redeem themselves, but this is what happened...

My picture was taken and there were no faux-pas. I was relieved. After all, in my last encounter it had all started from the moment I gave them my information in line.

I was just waiting for my license to be laminated, anxiously awaiting to see what sort of picture I would be suffering through for the next several years. (In all fairness, I should say that I have yet to have a bad license photo---but that fear still hangs in the air while I wait each time).

The "photo lady" pulls my license off the machine.

Greene...(pause) Owens.

She said it in a rather halting manner. It was kind of strange. She was probably just reading the small type, I decided.

I walked over to the counter and took my license in hand. I peeked at the photo---it looked good. Whew! I'll examine it more closely in the car---don't want to seem too vain.

Wow. I had made it out of the license office without incident.

Then the "photo lady" piped up.

Ma'am, I've got a question for you. I've just got to ask this.

When someone makes that kind of statement, you worry. Maybe she was just going to ask me about where I'd gotten my purse or who had cut my hair.

I've got to ask you about your name.

Here we go again.

It's just that Greene is the funniest first name that I've ever heard.

Was she serious?

Is that a family name or something.

I just said yes. It was true after all. Greene was a family name.

Oh boy. Let's just hope that I don't need to go back for a while.

KEGO