Friday, March 25, 2011
In SA, driving without a license is a pain in the eye!
In SA driving licenses expire every 5 years. I only know this because Jones once had to go, queue for hours, get finger printed blah blah to get his new license. (In the UK your licence pretty much expires when you expire.)
My friend, oblivious to this tradition - born and raised outside SA - was recently stopped by the police and asked for her license.
Policeman: 'Ma'am, your license has expired!'
Friend: '?'
Policeman: 'It expired 2 years ago!'
Being the law abiding citizen that she is off she went to the traffic Dept.
Woman behind glass counter: 'It says here that you need glasses to drive.'
Friend: 'Yes, I wear contact lenses'
Woman: 'Where are your glasses?'
Friend: 'I wear contacts'
Woman: 'I need a letter from your optometrist saying you wear glasses.'
Friend: 'Huh?'
True story.
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My friend, oblivious to this tradition - born and raised outside SA - was recently stopped by the police and asked for her license.
Policeman: 'Ma'am, your license has expired!'
Friend: '?'
Policeman: 'It expired 2 years ago!'
Being the law abiding citizen that she is off she went to the traffic Dept.
Woman behind glass counter: 'It says here that you need glasses to drive.'
Friend: 'Yes, I wear contact lenses'
Woman: 'Where are your glasses?'
Friend: 'I wear contacts'
Woman: 'I need a letter from your optometrist saying you wear glasses.'
Friend: 'Huh?'
True story.
Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device
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