California, 1998. Age 16: “I can’t believe those suckers passed me.”
Washington, D.C., 2006. Age 24: “I can’t believe they mercilessly shredded my California driver’s license right in front of me. I hate this city.”
Virginia, 2008: Age 26: “Oh thank god I’m no longer a D.C. resident. I hope they let me personally shred my D.C. license.”
Yes, I finally got my Virginia driver’s license this weekend. It kinda looks like some kid designed it in Photoshop and then printed it out on his HP Deskjet printer, but whatev. Also, I’m now registered to vote in Virginia as well, thus ending my participation in California’s elections. So sad.