Yesterday I had an opportunity to exercise my patience. I had to head down to the Utah Drivers License Division and get a new license. It means I am officially old since it was a whole 10 years ago that I was totally thrilled about being 21 and not having an "under 21" ID any more. Plus I could go out and party in the clubs without getting hassled!
I learned something yesterday while waiting one hour for my precious turn: They will give a license to anyone! Old people who couldn't walk to the counter, people who have had their license suspended for drunk driving, and even 16-year-old children were all getting a fresh new license! So just be cautious my friends when on the road. Plus, watch your road rage (this comment is mostly directed at my sister), as I am confident some of those folks carry some sort of weapon with them while driving. It might only be an old McDonald's french fry, but those fries get really hard and could totally hurt you if hurled towards you at a fast enough speed.
The saddest part of the whole experience was that I can no longer flash the awesome picture on my old license anymore--the picture that helped me get out of a few tickets, and made me several friends at the bank and airport. They let me keep it though so I can hold on to my memories forever.