Forced waiting in public is a perfect people-watching opportunity that can turn into poetry or prose. Here’s what arose from my recent visit to the DMV to get my driver’s license renewed, when I waited over an hour for my number to be called. These ditties aren’t going to win any awards, but I entertained myself mightily!
People-Watching at the DMV
a slice of americana
at the DMV
young dad
with a toddler girl
napping on his lap
her Hello Kitty backpack
resting at his feet
college student
with chipped purple toenails
reading a textbook
chewing her lip
middle-aged man
in a camouflage hat
legs outstretched
almost asleep
50-something guy
in a Sig’s Lagoon t-shirt
chatting with a teen
nervously tapping his toes
quiet elderly couple
holding hands
wearing matching jackets
(Pittsburgh Steelers)
young married couple
playing with a baby
whose thick black hair
sported a Mohawk
bored-looking mom
with an adolescent boy
in a surgical boot
playing with her phone
uptight man
in a business suit
and shiny leather shoes
complaining bitterly
about the wait
people-watching at the DMV:
a slice of americana
Shoes I Saw at the DMV
shiny black loafers
leather athletic shoes
strappy leather sandals
blue canvas surgical boot
two-toned brown wingtips
black suede platform sandals
faux leather ankle boots
black patent flats with a bow at the toes
pink Velcro tennis shoes
hiking boots with caked-on mud
black jackboots
red checkered Vans
© 2018 Glover Gardens
People watching … the best
I agree! And so many folks are missing out on it these days because their phones are so fascinating.
🙁
Ain’t that the truth. We don’t even know how to communicate with each other anymore.