A 20yr Little White Lie
Leave a commentApril 26, 2013 by little hurdles big race
I renewed my driver’s license today. It took two trips to the DMV, a run to my house to get my passport, and doing and redoing my paperwork because the DMV lady thought my eyes were brown…
Anyway…there I sat filling out my paperwork. Yes I want to continue to be an organ donor, no I have no change of address, no changes to my voter registration, yes I have insurance, yes blue eyes, yes blonde hair, yes height, yes…wait a sec…
That is NOT my weight. Not even close. What’s worse is that wasn’t my weight last time I renewed my driver’s license, or the time before that, or even the time before that – but in the other direction. I realized I’ve been lying to the DMV for almost as long as I’ve been able to drive.
In my state your weight isn’t printed on your license. What a sad state to realize that you are so ashamed of yourself that you can’t even write down a number that’s going to be stored in a computer. Unless I robbed a liquor store – no one would ever see that number. But for about 20 years I made up a number that seemed plausible to me – although I know now that even that number was ridiculous.
So, the highlight of my day came this afternoon at the DMV – not the wait, not the crowd, not the monotone announcement of B89 over and over again. No, it came when I took my DMV issued pen and crossed out three numbers and finally wrote the truth.
Yeah, me!
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