re-acclimatisation

Since being back in South Africa there have been a few things I've needed to deal with - two of which are applying for a new passport (mine is full), and re-newing the driver's license (mine has expired). Any one who lives in South Africa will know that visiting the home affairs office/ traffic department may be likened to a Shakespearian tragedy - long, complex and usually resulting in a painful death. My lovely dad drove me to the traffic department last week. (obviously he drove me - my license has expired. keep up.) Re-newing your driver's license involves fingerprinting and eye tests. So off I went to take the eye test -

Guy administering eye-test seems very bored with his job:

yes.

* long pause *

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Me: No, guy, it's really not funny.
Traffic Man: HA HA HA! it's TOO funny! i joke! i joke!
Me: i thought i was blind.
Traffic Man: haha haha!! puppies!! haha!!

*silence*

Traffic Man: Ok. Ok, your eyes are fine.  Now, you will need to come in next week to re-take your driving test.

Me: WHAT?!


Traffic Man: Ha ha ha! ...... it's too easy!

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That guy. What a jokester.

Africa, it is good to be home.