He was given number 80 once he filled out the forms and turned them back in. When we sat down the sign on the wall read 69. The entire room watched a low speed chase through downtown Dallas on the news channel on the tv in the corner until the driver being pursued pulled over, opened the door, and fell out on the street, surrounded by 6 police cars. The man sitting in front of us, wearing a Vietnam Vet ball cap, turned around and asked how long the Selective Service has been in place, and told us that the US needs to reinstate the draft. Thankfully, the only number called today that mattered was the one that allowed my teenage son to receive his learner's permit.