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Florid and interesting
Jan. 29th, 2008 12:34 pmThe trip to VicRoads went well; I've got a half-decent photo on my new licence. I may hire the VicRoads man to be my personal photographer at all family occasions... or at the very least have all my photos as headshots taken in front of a blank screen by a large, stationary camera with a red dot on the front for me to stare at. Wouldn't that look great in the family photo album? "That's Helen at the beach, that's Carol and Angus in the snow and that's Alicia at the VicRoads office. Oh, look, there she is again, at the VicRoads office."
The only reason I can't call it a wholly-decent photo is because I somehow managed to twist one side of my mouth down, which does make me look a little like a stroke victim. Sigh. On the other hand, the flash from the camera makes me look paler than I am, which pleases me so much. I rarely get through a day without someone commenting on my rosy cheeks. But I want to be pale and interesting! I can't be that when I'm pink-cheeked and bursting with good health. No-one's ever been called florid and interesting.
The woman just ahead of me in the queue asked the VicRoads lady for some Learner's Permit information on behalf of her son. The VicRoads lady got out all the relevant forms and a copy of the handbook and explained about the test and the driving hours logbook that needs to be filled in and it took forever. And then the woman started on about how her son had severe learning difficulties and couldn't read properly and so wouldn't be able to read the handbook or sit the written test, and the VicRoads lady explained about the assisted test, in which someone would read the questions aloud and then write down the answer the boy gave.
And then the woman's son came in, all slow-moving and Neanderthal-browed. And I'm a horrible, horrible person, because I thought, oh God, they're going to let him on the road? But the VicRoads lady just beamed at him and said, "Your mum has already got the information you need!" Which just goes to show that the VicRoads lady is a much, much nicer person than I.
The only reason I can't call it a wholly-decent photo is because I somehow managed to twist one side of my mouth down, which does make me look a little like a stroke victim. Sigh. On the other hand, the flash from the camera makes me look paler than I am, which pleases me so much. I rarely get through a day without someone commenting on my rosy cheeks. But I want to be pale and interesting! I can't be that when I'm pink-cheeked and bursting with good health. No-one's ever been called florid and interesting.
The woman just ahead of me in the queue asked the VicRoads lady for some Learner's Permit information on behalf of her son. The VicRoads lady got out all the relevant forms and a copy of the handbook and explained about the test and the driving hours logbook that needs to be filled in and it took forever. And then the woman started on about how her son had severe learning difficulties and couldn't read properly and so wouldn't be able to read the handbook or sit the written test, and the VicRoads lady explained about the assisted test, in which someone would read the questions aloud and then write down the answer the boy gave.
And then the woman's son came in, all slow-moving and Neanderthal-browed. And I'm a horrible, horrible person, because I thought, oh God, they're going to let him on the road? But the VicRoads lady just beamed at him and said, "Your mum has already got the information you need!" Which just goes to show that the VicRoads lady is a much, much nicer person than I.