Texas fights back.

I have been dreading giving up our Texas license plate. It’s cool. I am the only one I know with one. It’s like a na-na-na-na-boo-boo. You can’t have one.

The best part – when I am a loser driver, people think I am visiting and are nice to me and let me merge or switch lanes at the last minute. Soon it will be back to the “you live here, you should have know better, so fuck off.” Driving that I am used to.

It is the last thing I have to do to end out Texas adventure. Off to the License office. No line up, this should be painless.

Clerk: I need your Texas Title.
Me: I was never given one, I don’t have one.
Clerk: You are going to have to get one.
Me: Huh.
Clerk: Also – I need your customs form.
Me: I wasn’t given one.
Clerk: You are going to have to get one.
Me: Huh.
Clerk: Go away and come back with the correct papers.

Ok, the plates expire in 10 days. Or one work week – next Friday will be the last day because of the holiday weekend..

Customs – yes you need the form, just go to the local office, they will help you.
Ok.

Texas
No, we never gave you a Texas Title, it is still in Canada.

Crap – what the hell do I do now.

This is not going to turn out well.