Franz Kafka's The Trial probably made me into the bureaucracy-dreading person I am today.

It's the story of this poor guy who one day gets accused of some vague crime or infraction or maybe he isn't accused of anything and is just being investigated. As the story unfolds, and the guy tries to discover what he is going on, he meets ever more opaque bureaucratic functionaries who are just doing their jobs but come off as malicious--maybe sadistic is more accurate.

It's like the tax code was made into a novel.

I get nervous renewing my driver's license, half expecting them to haul me away and throw me in prison for reasons unclear.