We find a seat.  We look at our number.  Our number is F12.  We do not understand.  We look in vain for some type of sign or display that tells us what number is currently be called.  We find it.  We are at number 58.  What the hell does F12 mean then?  We ask the [...]

Actually, in this case, we are talking about a visit to the Secretary of State, which is what the state of Michigan seems to have in place instead of the Department of Motor Vehicles.  I guess.  That’s what they tell me, and that’s where I went.  I don’t know, maybe they call it the Secretary [...]