i was looking for my driver’s license renewal letter, on top of the fridge, and i found a jury duty letter, for today, for 9:00AM, that i had forgotten about. i called at 8:30AM and avoided a ‘no-call no-show’ fee. i’m not a citizen and i have been receiving jury summons for years. oh how i wish i was a citizen thou, i would go to jury duty with a smile on my face. i need to renew my license by this friday. if not, i will have to retake the driver’s exam again and the behind the wheel test as well i believe. when i was sixteen i did not pass the driving test because at a green light the instructor yelled at me to “STOP!”, and then failed me because in her words “you never stop at a green light”. the second time i tried to take the test they told me that i needed to be a citizen to get a license. i drove without a license for three years, until i had my fist fender-bender when i was nineteen. i wasn’t arrested, but they did take me to the station and told me that i had go to court and prove i had a license to avoid getting arrested. so thanks to a friend from work, who told me that you could certainly get a driver’s license with a passport, i returned to the DMV with the very first passport that was never going to be used for traveling. so at nineteen i failed the behind the wheel test three times in a row because i was going “21” in a twenty mile zone. a friend told me to drive, during the driver’s test, as if i was an old man and so i took the test a fifth time. i finally passed it. a decade later all these memories came back to me when i found a jury duty letter on top of my fridge. it might not seem like it, but i really do get my shit together, even if it takes a couple of years or in some cases on the last possible minute in which i am allowed to do so.