Worst Permit Picture EVER

Worst Permit Picture EVER

                Some girls have all the luck.

                I, Emmie Saige, not so much. Whenever anything good happens it is always followed by something embarrassing. Take the time I got my learners permit for example.

                Early, Thursday morning I got dressed in my favorite purple shirt and went down to the DMV with my mom. I had studied the book really hard, and taken lots of practice tests. Nothing could actually prepare this fifteen and a half year old for what was about to happen. When we got there, we went to the front desk. They were re-painting so the usually crowded DMV was packed tight. After getting a number we waited around awhile. By the time my number was called I had re-read the book twice and was getting very anxious. When my number was called I went and talked to an employee who said he would set up the test. All I had to do was walk into the test room, find computer three, and enter the code he gave me.

                Walking over to the test room, I passed a wall that was being re-painted. I hurried past a painter on a ladder. He painted with big smooth strokes, occasionally dipping the roller in a paint bucket also on his ladder.

                Once in the room I had to walk around to every computer to find computer three. I plopped down on the chair in front of the computer and almost slipped out. During the test my palms were sweaty, but I managed to get most of the questions right. When I finished it gave me a screen saying “Congratulations!” I had just passed the permit test. I was ecstatic.

                I bounded out of the room, excited to take my picture, get the card, and start driving. When I walked back past the guy painting this time he was standing next to the ladder. I must not have been paying attention because when I walked by I bumped into his ladder, knocking the paint can over. I was covered in paint. It streamed down my hair just missing my eyes and mouth but got all over my favorite purple shirt.

                On the driver permit my picture was the most embarrassing thing ever. My brown hair with pink highlights was completely green. It wasn’t even a pretty green. It was that mucky light green, that’s used in government buildings. My shirt was also ruined; Mom made me throw it away.

                So next time you get a horrible ID picture just be glad you didn’t get covered in paint.

*Author’s note. This is a fictional story. I don’t actually know of anyone who this has happened to. Also this story was intended to be funny, so if it isn’t, I need to work on my situational comedy. Sorry.