I had the fortunate opportunity to work at the Department of Motor Vehicles today. Kind of a long story, involving an escaped prince, identical twins, and an iron mask. But I digress.
I was sitting there. The first person came up, and when I asked how I could help her, she just winked and walked away. The second person winked and walked away. Three more, until someone actually needed to renew registration. Then two more winkers.
Then I stopped one. "I said, can I help you?"
She said, "No, no, I'm just one of the linestuffers."
"A what?"
"First day?" she said with a wry smile.
I was sitting there. The first person came up, and when I asked how I could help her, she just winked and walked away. The second person winked and walked away. Three more, until someone actually needed to renew registration. Then two more winkers.
Then I stopped one. "I said, can I help you?"
She said, "No, no, I'm just one of the linestuffers."
"A what?"
"First day?" she said with a wry smile.