When Gina and I were married (September 1, 1990) we relocated to Bowling Green, KY. We were working off of one car that day. Gina had to see some patients at a nursing home and I needed to get a Kentucky driver's license at the court house. Gina dropped me off at the court house and drove off.
I had to wait a while before I was eventually picked up by my bride. Gina pulled up to the curb and I got in. She immediately asked to see my new license. She wanted to see the photo. The light had turned green and she was holding up traffic. I urged her to move along, that there was nothing to see.
Nothing to see? "I want to see what your license looks like." I encouraged her to drive and I would explain it to her. As she drove, I told her that the State of Kentucky was doing something entirely innovative and new. I told her that the DOT was modeling a new system of identification/licensing for the entire nation that didn't require a card.
Gina listened. She just wanted to see my new license. I told her that she couldn't see it with her naked eye. The more I explained, the quieter she became. I told her that even though she couldn't see it - I did get a license. I got a permanent number. I could tell that she was all the more puzzled as I explained it to her. I told Gina that the number was imprinted on my hand, but could only be seen by infrared light. I told her that it was a great idea because you can't ever lose the number like you could lose a billfold. I explained the benefits of having this personal bar code mark in great detail and with believable enthusiasm.
She made an illegal U-turn. I asked her what she was doing. She told me that we were going back to the Warren County Court House to have them take it off! I laughed and told her that it couldn't be removed - that it's permanent. I'll have it till the day I die. I can't explain the look she had on her face. She turned white and looked ill. She stopped the car and freaked out. "David, what have you done!"
I had to wait a while before I was eventually picked up by my bride. Gina pulled up to the curb and I got in. She immediately asked to see my new license. She wanted to see the photo. The light had turned green and she was holding up traffic. I urged her to move along, that there was nothing to see.
Nothing to see? "I want to see what your license looks like." I encouraged her to drive and I would explain it to her. As she drove, I told her that the State of Kentucky was doing something entirely innovative and new. I told her that the DOT was modeling a new system of identification/licensing for the entire nation that didn't require a card.
Gina listened. She just wanted to see my new license. I told her that she couldn't see it with her naked eye. The more I explained, the quieter she became. I told her that even though she couldn't see it - I did get a license. I got a permanent number. I could tell that she was all the more puzzled as I explained it to her. I told Gina that the number was imprinted on my hand, but could only be seen by infrared light. I told her that it was a great idea because you can't ever lose the number like you could lose a billfold. I explained the benefits of having this personal bar code mark in great detail and with believable enthusiasm.
She made an illegal U-turn. I asked her what she was doing. She told me that we were going back to the Warren County Court House to have them take it off! I laughed and told her that it couldn't be removed - that it's permanent. I'll have it till the day I die. I can't explain the look she had on her face. She turned white and looked ill. She stopped the car and freaked out. "David, what have you done!"
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