Why am I not surprised...

Today I went to the DMV to pick up my drivers license since my old one was just about to expire. It's one of those things that you need when you go on a business trip, and it's nice to have an alternative ID besides one's passport. Thankfully the branch of the DMV that was closest to me was close to the train station so I rolled up on my bike to find out that there weren't any bike racks. (Or at least I did not see any, and another bike was locked up to a sign as well). I guess they don't call it the Division of MOTOR Vehicles for nothing. I am not surprised...