while holding the client’s deformed drivers license in my hand, i should have know better than to ask:
“wow, your drivers license looks like it’s been through a lot. what happened to it?”
i guess i was expecting a response like: “oh. i dunno.”
instead, i get this response (once again, may i remind you that i’m holding the license in my hand):
“yeah. i chew on it.” and then a little laugh.
though probably not the nastiest ID i’ve ever held in my hand. what a comforting thought.