Do you guys know how horrible that place is?
We were given the run-around and it was hot and we didn't want to pay for all these little things we didn't realize we needed and the lines were long and there was no where to sit and...
then we met Laura.
She was the employee behind window number 11.
She was probably in her early 50s, short blonde hair, clearly obsessed with the color turquoise, and she was funny. And in a place like the DMV funny is a rare commodity.
She had kind of a terrible job at kind of a terrible place, but she still knew how to find the joy and humor in it. She turned our hot, stinky, impatient attitudes right around as she shared her driver's test horror stories, told us about her time living in idaho, and explained the meaning of each trinket that lined her desk.
After we had been with her for about half an hour she told us that she had a fatal disease with only 2 years to live. My heart sank because i had really come to like Laura, the lady behind window number 11.
I'm not sure why I'm writing this story down except that she made an impression on me.
I look up to her for being able to be happy just where she was and help others be happy too.
Clearly her life wasn't easy, I can't even imagine being told a number like 2 years, but she didn't want our sympathy, and she wasn't going to spend the rest of her days lying in bed feeling sorry for herself either. She was going to keep right on living and being funny and telling stories and changing attitudes along the way.
So Laura, thank you.
You made my day.
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