This is the waiting room I sat in while Ed was getting fingerprinted for his HazMat endorsement. It was like sitting in Cell Block A. The walls are slump block, the chairs are basic, the secretary is behind a wall of glass (probably bullet-proof) and you have the honor of paying $90 just so you can continue doing your job. The sun was beating down through the windows (even though there were blinds on them) and the wall behind the seats felt as if they were up against a heater. There was no air-conditioning in the room either; or if there was, the vent was so small it was useless.
AND, we had to drive across town, in morning traffic to get there. We were actually in the car, which was good, since there was no truck parking. You think they'd tell you that when you mentioned that you were a truck driver coming in to get printed for your background check.
Ed is squeaky clean, so they're not going to find a thing to disqualify him, but if I had to sit there another minute, they might have been fingerprinting me at the police station because I may just have gone bat-shit crazy on everyone.
Heat does that to a brain.
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1 comment:
Where did you go a local police department or motor vehicle office? Too bad they wouldn't accept his US Passport!!!!
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