My father used to tell stories of when his dad worked at the Massachusetts Registry.

One story (and I’ll change names because internet) he told was there was this kid taking a test who was awful, but the kid was really stuck up. Somehow he had gotten my grandfather’s name, so after the kid tries to act all slick and pull strings and goes, “I know Chuck Lafitte!” My grandfather giving the test says, “oh really? You know Chuck Lafitte?” Kid’s like, “yep.” “No you don’t. Because I’m Chuck Lafitte.”

Kid did not get a license that day.