So during the holidays the Department of Motor Vehicles (DMV) was closed Christmas Day and New Year's Day, but other days was open. On one of those days, after waiting in initial lines for over an hour, this correspondent was waiting in yet another line inside.
As it is done here, first you get in line. That takes you to the first desk (often an hour's wait), then they give you a number and you wait to be called (another hour) and then you get to the relevant desk, where you get to wait some more...
A man walks in, skipping the initial line that has grown to outside the front door, finds a busy clerk, interrupts her, and asks for a certain person who works there by name. The person asked for is the person in charge of the entire DMV office.
The clerk asks, "Who's asking?" (paraphrased) and gets a name I'll call "Smithwick Jeroboam". It's a very distinctive name. It also happens to be the name of a very recently unseated local Representative, as in the federal House of Representatives.
The clerk disappears towards the back of the office.
So I ask, "Representative Smithwick Jeroboam?"
He acknowledges that he is, and adds, "We're all equal at the DMV".
Now, if he were paying a personal call upon the boss, that would bother me a lot less than what he did, which is pull out a couple of old license plates and then get taken off to have his problem dealt with immediately.
After having skipped the lines, asked for the boss by name, and gotten immediate service, he had the porcine gall to claim, and that is a word-for-word quotation, "We're all equal at the DMV".
Some are more equal than others.
--Someone In The USA
Update: RHUer Someone in The USA wished to add this to the post. They were asked in comments why they did not name names. Here is their response:
I have unfinished business with that DMV, and the boss was at least as culpable as the Representative. She should have told him "Get in line" as well, but didn't. Should word get back, I'd rather not piss off that boss right now. Maybe later.