I don't know my driver's license number

I was shopping at Gordon Food Services one time, which by the way is probably the best store ever! Before I knew it existed, I had no idea that I actually needed five gallons of mustard or 10 pounds of German potato salad. So there I was standing in line with the goods which I was so very eager to purchase. In front of me was an eldery lady, and in front of the eldery lady was a younger woman. As GFS (as we cool people refer to it) is want to do, they tend to ask you if your purchase is for a business or organization. I don't really know why. Perhaps there is some sort of tax exemption for 10,000 paper napkins if you happen to be buying them for Tim Horton's or any assorted donut emporium. Anyway, this question was asked of the younger woman, and by sheer luck, she happened to actually answer yes. This is not very common. Most people just buy their giant kettle drum filled with salt water taffy and are on their way. But this woman created a mild back-up with her insistence that she was buying for an organization.

However, proof is usually required when you answer yes to this question. "Why here! Here is my Tim Horton's name pin." Also, for some reason, they need your driver's license. This woman had left hers in the car. Now first off, doesn't everyone have their driver's license on them at all times when in public, especially if they drove to where they currently are? What good does it really do as a piece of identification, if it is not immediately nearby to actually identify? Also, don't women carry everything they own in the world in their purses. That's why men don't like looking in women's purses. We never know what we may find. Anything could be in there. "Why do you have a bike tire repair kit?"

But, be that as it may, this woman had left her license in her car. So, the cashier nicely stated that to save time, and to speed up the line for the people who were contemplating beating someone with the log of cheddar cheese they're buying just for something exciting to do, she could just give her driver's license number. However, this woman did not know her number and was forced to go out to her car. It was at this time that the elderly woman turned around to me, and expressed her disbelief at the young woman in front of her. "Can you beleive that she doesn't know her driver's license number?"

Now as you may have guessed from the title of this particular article, I don't know my driver's license number. So I told the elderly woman simply, "I don't know my driver's license number." This was the response I received... "SHAME!" It was delivered with such disgust, that you would have thought that I had just murdered a cute, baby seal by clubbing it over the head with an even cuter, baby-er seal. I was completely shocked!

But what use is it to remember my driver's license number. As I stated earlier, doesn't everyone have their driver's license on them, especially during the few situations when knowing your driver's license number would be of the least bit of importance? Not to mention the fact that I have never found myself thinking, "If only I had remembered my driver's license number!" I just never found the incentive to remember it. I couldn't even believe that this elderly woman would have bothered to memorize hers. Especially with her rapidly aging neurons, you would think that she wouldn't waste valuable brain space with her driver's license number, when she might then forget where she put her heart medication.

So, there I was, standing there all confused, with these thoughts going through my head. Then the elderly woman said, "The Spanish-American War was started because of a forgotten driver's license number, dontcha know." That's when I knew that she was crazy. Ok, that last part isn't true...