Monday, April 23, 2007
No More Looking Over My Shoulder
I stopped at the DMV this morning before heading in to work. My plates expired back in January and I felt I was pressing my luck putting off renewing my tags any longer. While I waited for my number to be called, I dialed my sister to pass the time. In doing so, I somehow managed to miss hearing my number called and had to take a new one. I was already running late for work and I just wanted to leave. I didn't want to come back just to wait in a long line all over again so I stuck it out and now I thankfully won't have to return for another twelve months. The new tags cost $316, but according to the DMV, "the money collected goes into the Colorado Highway Users Tax Fund for use in repairing or creating roadways in Colorado." That's still a sore subject for me because I still ride with a dented rim (see "Just My Luck" below). I wonder if the Dept. of Revenue would've been agreeable issuing me new tags and a check for $414 and calling it good?
On the way back to the office, a police car waited at the stoplight behind me. I got so used to looking in my mirrors for cops that I felt like I was getting away with something when his lights didn't go on. I guess I have until next April to get used to that.
Labels: rant
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