As a public servant of five+ years standing I can witness true copies. I know, the sheer raw surging power I possess is a groin tingler for the ladies.
Today I got stuck witnessing about 30 docs. It was fucking annoying. Finally I got to the driver's licence of this guy's wife.
As I was handing it back I dropped it. Since it was dropping between my legs I reflexively squeezed them together to catch it.
Where upon I then said 'Oh sorry, I didn't mean to crotch your wife.'
I live to give.
UPDATE: Oh I forgot, during an earlier witnessing for a different colleague said colleague apologised for the odd nature of his documentation.
His original Birth Cert was missing his first names.
It seems his parents hadn't worked out what to call him at the time he was born and it was only until he was in his mid thirties that they went to a magistrate to append it (and then tell him about their error).
Apparently officially while his first name was blank it defaulted to 'male child'.
That is so kewl. I think our next one should be called 'Male Child' - irrespective of gender.