Frumpy Middle-aged Mom: Why can’t I get a job sleeping at the DMV?

I want to talk to you about something that we all love here in California: The DMV.
We look forward to going there. We think lovingly about it when we’ve gone. We write poetry about it.
OK, I’m lying about that. Most of us would consider hating the DMV to be our second career and some of us pay a lot of money to belong to the Auto Club just so we can process our car registrations there and never, ever have to enter a DMV office.
But, if we did, this is what we might find: An employee