Well, I guess it's my turn to post a little about the Minnesota DMV. I have to admit that it was Melissa who had quite the difficult time even getting her license approved, but I received mine in the mail today, and apparently there is a David Garrord who lives here. I don't know this David Garrord, but I sure hope he is a nice guy. I've never really been the one in my family to have my name spelled incorrectly, but I do remember many stories that my father used to tell us when he would return from a trip overseas. Upon returning from Japan he was always called Mr. Gasford and they pronounced his first name (Lowell) as Rowrell. I guess it is time for the torch to be passed, to me, Mr. Garrord as we launch out into the far out culture of Minnesota and teach the natives our new language. Here's to adventure!
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That is so funny. There are many Japanese people who work on base and sometimes they ask me to spell my last name. When they read me back the double ll's (Hutsell), it always sounds like r's. Several times we've just dropped my last name and they'll take my order as Miss Megan.
It's quite sad when the DMV screws up. Maybe you should keep your residence in Indiana, Michigan or Illinios, heck take your pick? Unless Minnesota's taxes are cheaper. :)
yea! it reminds me of your dad's story of going to Asia..
"Welcome, Rorrer Gassfor"... or something to that affect.
of course, no one ever screws up my last name.
Well, I guess this would help if you were ever going to go into the Witness Protection Program or engage in criminal activities. Not so helpful for a music minister.
If there is a more annoying and less helpful place of business on the PLANET than the BMV - - - - I am unaware of it.
And, we have to go there and GROVEL at least once every four years, sooner if we purchase new vehicles. It's a trip - - - - and not of the pleasant variety.
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