DMV enjoyment

I've always been a people watcher and the Department of Motor Vehicles is like the fourth of July for me.

I spent the afternoon with my father going from the Tax Assessor's office to the DMV (of course we could not go to the one across the street, but instead had to go to the one by our house which is the one he's used to).
The Tax Assessor's office was reasonably boring at least as far as government buildings go. That was until I went up to the window with my father to pay the taxes on our Ford. The window was long and had 6 portals where feasibly 6 tellers could take payments if needs be (there were two, welcome to America) and along the base were dozens of shoes. Every different color, style, shape and size of shoe. It was really rather odd. Spongebob shoes and Jesus shoes and one particularly creepy shoe with a sexy vampire on it holding a flower and weird Carolina palmetto tree shoes and pinks shoes and black slutty shoes. It was hilarious and completely awe inspiring, especially since I lost track of time waiting because I was staring at all of the shoes.

Then came the DMV. I have become quite the connoisseur of DMV's due to my horrible luck with passing driver's tests. The Greer DMV is my favorite (unless I actually have to get something done, then I go to a different DMV). There is such an eclectic group of people who use that DMV, mainly because of the diverse population living in Greer itself.

Today was no exception.

We were at the DMV for twenty minutes. I counted 23 tattoos on 18 people (not bumblebees and flowers either, one was a dagger on a guy's back....yes I could see his back).

Another young lady came in and did a pretty impressive impersonation of "Rain Man." She got up to the reception lady and listed every single important document that she had brought with her, including: birth certificate, SSC, School ID, gas bill, credit card bill and 50$ in cash to pay for [insert whatever she wanted to get at DMV because I didn't hear it].

Has anyone ever noticed how everyone who works at DMV is female? I have never in my entire time going to the DMV seen a man working at the DMV. Is there some sort of winky-prevention service that keeps all the cocks out of the hen house? Perhaps the ladies are better at dealing with people trying to get ID's and plates than men. Does this qualify as reverse sexism? If men are allowed to be gynecologists and (in theory) women are allowed to proctologists why don't men work at the DMV?

It's weird.