So came friday, 3 March 2006 and the final day for me to renew my road tax without having to fork out additional money for penalties. It again dawned bright and clear like a spring morning in the northern latitudes.
I made my way happily back to Viacom again optimistic that I can finally get it done. There were 3 of us in the room. 1 dude was already at the counter but it took the lady half an hour to get his road tax done. She was still trying to figure out the "system". The next dude took another 20 minutes. By the time it got to me, I happily shoved the renewal notice and certificate of insurance through the receiving tray (much like I'm trying to pawn something) along with my POSBank card.
She began by looking at the renewal notice. Then pointed at the date to me and said, "Your this one ah...cannot use NETS to pay. Oni cash or cheque."
I was stunned.
She shoved everything back through without a word.
I snatched it without a word.
I stomped out fuming...as if the day before's experience wasn't bad enough.
Well, a head's gonna roll.
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