PAY IT FORWARD (a happily ever after story).

Today I left work early to stop by the DMV, which apparently closes at 4:30 (why??). After a delay at the post office, I arrived at 4:20 and was told I would need $1 cash to turn in our two plates (they would take the plate our hit and run friend left in our trunk free of charge). CASH (why??)? I went though my wallet and entire car and found $0.68. 4:25. I ran to Family Dollar to try the ATM, only to find out my PIN STILL doesn't work (Ethan loves our credit union, but at this point I really miss my efficient relationship with big, corporate, banking America).  4:28.  I spotted a grandmother playing with two kids in a waiting car. I realized my pride was not worth the frustration of having to rearrange my schedule tomorrow and come back to this place of perpetual frowns (is anyone who works at the DMV ever happy?), so I went up to the family and asked for $0.50.  The grandmother laughed and happily fished it out for me.  I told her she was my hero, and asked God to bless her. 4:29.  Traded in the plates.  Held open the door for the guy behind me,  who walked through and then turned around confused.  "You did not seriously hold the door for me, did you? (Implied: A girl holding a door for a guy?) That's just not right."  Huh?  All that to say: I learned how to get off my self -sufficient platform to ask someone for money for the first time ever today.  It was a beautiful thing.  And oh yeah... chivalry is alive, albeit distracted, in the land of perpetual frowns.