DMV... the acronym itself is a scary sight isn't it? I had the pleasure of delving into the innards of the DMV over the last few days to renew my drivers license. Stupidly, I thought I wouldn't have to study more than 3 minutes for the test, and consequently, blinking letters on the computer screen informed me "You have answered more than 7 questions incorrectly, you have failed! Please see the test administrator." Blasted. My ego shrunk to a mere pinpoint, once again I was a small child attempting to bump my way through adolescence. After a long night of studying the driver's pamphlet I awoke fresh, ready to take on DMV test number two. It was in the second test that I learned what the deer sign means, it doesn't mean (a) you need to stop, and wait in your car until you see a deer, nor does it mean (b) there are wild, man eating deer awaiting your arrival, and it certainly couldn't mean (c) a deer has died on the road and you must dispose of its body. The deer sign means (d) there are deer in the area, so slow down, pay attention.
I was filled with anxiety the second time through, and a little kid wouldn't stop poking me in the side, so I still missed 4 out of 36 questions, but I did indeed pass. Now I can drive legally, vote, and donate my spleen to spleenless folk.