Me: Might as well leave the old one ... it still looks like me, right?
Clerk: (studies the old licence and then my face) No. You look better now. Let's take a new one.
I LIKE her!
Now have a flimsy paper temporary licence and should get my brand new, super-duper-security, high-tech licence in the mail in a couple of weeks ... then all legal for another five years. Another thing crossed off the must-do list. :-)