Rude Judy

So me and matt needed to get our licences and car insurance changed over to Manitoba and who would have thought that it would be such an ordeal. Anyways i don't know if anyone has tried to do this impossible feat before but you need just about every piece of identification and paper work possible in fact i was just waiting for her to ask me to take off my pants and whip out a speculum. Anyways so we are sitting at the insurance place and the only person working is Rude Judy. A 117 year old lady who's slowness is only surpassed by her shear incompetence. we waited 45 minutes while she was helping another couple renew an insurance policy in which they made no changes. She ended up making 3 phone calls to random employees at home in order to get the job done. Between helping this couple and us i am sure she made 6 trips to the back to change her diaper and slather herself in gold bond like all old people do. Anyways when she finally gets to us she points out that i am missing another form of photo id. Frustrated after sitting in a crappy insurance office for eternity i buzzed home and returned to the office in ten minutes. Then she says to me. I hope you understand that this is going to take an hour and i am quitting in 10 minutes. She must have saw the absolute rage in my eyes as i said in my most controlled voice "So you are not going to help us?" She then responded by saying. well i guess i will help you but i don't want to. Really? it this archaic dinosaur really saying this. I guess its true what they say that when you reach a certain age you don't have to care about what comes out of your mouth. Anyways i managed to get my licence changed over and my insurance completed but matt was asked to come back the next day as it was now 9pm. In closed i have included a picture of rude judy for your enjoyment. This picture must have been taken before the dementia set in.