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Originally Posted by Roa_Aoife
We have something like that in the US. It's called the DMV- Department of Motorvehicles- and if it hasn't already been assigned to Mordor, then it very well should be. The DMV is pure evil. Everyone who works there is sadistic. They have to be. It's one of the job requirements that you have to meet when you apply. It's an institution of pain and suffering, and fits perfectly in Mordor. The orcs will just love working there.
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Haha! Civil servants assigned to Mordor, eh? Well, let me tell you, many things about a civil servant's daily working life can go to Mordor too. Like the abuses of the English language in the name of business-speak. Ministerial Correspondence which seems to arrive with shorter and shorter deadlines every week - it used to be that you would have a few weeks to answer a letter or do a briefing, but now you have a day or even a few hours. And the way Ministers insist on their staff travelling to London for meetings and won't have one over the phone or by video. Oh, and the obsession with status and grade.
But the holidays and the hours are too good to pass up.
Anyway, think yourselves lucky. In the UK cars have to have an MOT every year, and you can almost guarantee that your local garage will find something wrong as its a good little earner for them in repairs.
I also assign to Mordor trying to fit as much as is possible into one little suitcase. You have to pack loads when you are dealing with the capricious English weather. You have to pack and repack to make sure everything fits. Even women find it difficult, who are trained in the fine art of cramming as much as is humanly possible into one handbag. And then you go out of the room for five minutes and when you come back both of your cats have curled up for a sleep on all your clean clothes.