And now, part 2: As I was saying, I'd gone to get license tabs ...
"Wait a minute," you say. "I'm supposed to remember what appeared in this space last week? Do you think we take notes and discuss the subject over dinner?"
Sorry. To recap: Last week I recounted a trip to the DMV, which usually runs smoothly, that went awry because they were booked through February. I left the paperwork and a check with a clerk and hoped for the best. Now, the rest of the story.
I got a call that said I'd written the check for the wrong amount, and they can't let that slide because the state already is short of revenue and the governor is dipping into the rainy day fund to cover basic services.
Sigh. So I went back, without an appointment, because I figured owing the government money qualifies as a pre-existing condition and they'd wave me right in. As it turns out, the wrong amount was not of my doing. The licensing program, which I believe cost $37 billion and has gone 17 seconds without making a mistake, had tacked $8 on my bill.
"It's a glitch in the new system," said the helpful fellow behind the counter. "You didn't do anything wrong."
"Hold on, let me get my phone," I told him. "I want you to say, 'I represent the state of Minnesota, and you didn't do anything wrong.' This will be handy in domestic discussions."
Apparently they can't do that for "legal" reasons or something.