While I was a full-time college student, I was also the midnight shift at Blue Cab in Teaneck. I was the driver and dispatcher, working out of a gas station that was closed at night. There was only me in an unwindowed back room and a caged monkey named Cappie - the owner's pet - in the front room. I was praying for the phone not to ring, so I could get my chemistry and physics homework done before 8am class.
We got calls from Teaneck, Englewood and Hackensack. After about a year, Hackensack decided that Blue Cab drivers had to have a license to do business in the city and that meant bringing in a photo to put on it.
My personal photographer at the time was the photo booth at Woolworth's on Main St. I selected the photo that I hated the least and dropped it off. I felt bad that I provided such a cheap photo for what surely would be a magnificent license from the city of Hackensack...................until I got it.
The important document turned out to be an unwallet-sized 3"x5" typed and stamped index card with a handwritten year on it. And the photo was securely affixed with SIX staples - the height of early 70s technology.
Initially, I kept the license for the possible local historical importance of the HPD names on it, but now it's also because of the hair that needed SIX staples to hold it down.