I took my 18-year-old son in to the Minnesota DMV to get him a state ID card. Not a license, just a state ID so he could get a job. After an interminable wait, I was finally summoned to a window where a surly clerk GUARDED BY AN ARMED OFFICER demanded two forms of ID. I soon found out that the guard served another purpose: he acted as an interpreter. The clerk could not speak a word of English.
So there I stood, forced to prove the citizenship of my native-born son before a woman who was likely in the country illegally. Oh, and the "guard" was a Somali.
To top it off, my papers were not in order and my son was not able to get the ID card.
I once worked in an office building that also housed the IRS. If you think government health initiatives aimed at the general population are overbearing, the ones directed at its own employees are worse.
Still, the IRS staffers gladly accepted the advice to walk laps around the parking lot during the lunch hour in order to promote fitness. The only trouble was that most of them continued to amble around well past the one hour mark and many never returned inside the building. They also tended to take long stationary breaks from the walk and many enjoyed more than one cigarette - I’m guessing that wasn’t part of the directive.
Oh, and don’t dream of being in front of the doors at 3:30 quitting time. This was well before 9/11 but they all flew out of the building like someone had phoned in a bomb threat.