Indiana
Saturday, August 04, 2007
I don't git itI don't go to the BMV often enough. It is one of the few chances the government has to bring people of all shapes and flavors together in a utopia of lines and waiting. The only other place you can this special mix of people is at the Halloween store and state fairs.
Like at Burger King, you can have it your way at the BMV if you yell loud enough, say the same thing over and over without going back home to get the correct documents, and convince the people on the other side of the desk that you are the only person in the world.
Some of the things I got to hear:
"Well the computer doesn't show that your license is suspended... If you want you can voluntarily suspend your driving privileges."
"Sir a copy of your birth certificate is not valid."
"But you took it! They have it here! She took it!"
"Sir we don't keep birth certificates here."
"That's what I'm saying! They have it here! She took it last time!"
"You don't have ANY insurance what-so-ever, you didn't pay taxes last year, you do not have a job, you are pregnant, you do not have any form of identification, and we are supposed to give you the privilege to drive?"
"Ain't my problem. My husband does all that. Here is my gas bill."
"You can try the written test again tomorrow."
It was a good feeling to remove my eye restriction from my license. This is not so apparent in the subsequent mug shot they took.
posted by Ghengis @ 11:58 AM,
