I went to the Roads Traffic Authority (RTA) today to renew my license. The Weasel doesn't have a car, but the license is useful for ID purposes when approaching government beauracracy like the RTA.
To get to my local RTA office I could catch two trains, or catch a bus and a train or catch two buses. I chose to walk. One hour after setting off, I got to the RTA. It would have been sooner, but I stopped at a federal polly's office to be told they weren't responsible for me.
The RTA was in uproar when I got there. Their computers were down. "Come back tomorrow" they suggested, helpfully. Apparently every RTA in the state was affected.
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