In DC, I would not say the workers are pleasant. No, they are more impervious. There is a line to get a #. Not kidding. I waited in line for about 30 minutes, just to get a number to wait for a person to help me. Ouch. I knew I was in trouble at that point.
Once I got to the front, the people giving out the numbers had a comic routine down - "ummmm is she diggin in her bag fo some in-fo-mation? Dit nt she see the sign that sai, Have all yo in-fo-mation out when you get to the front of the line?" I was just trying to get my old id out of the plastic sleeve in my wallet, JEEZE! At least they were good natured, and laughing about it...at my expense.
That was DAY 1 at the DMV. I was denied the new car tags because my name is not on the title.
DAY 2:
Gerred needed his license as well, so we went extra early on Sat. morning to be 1st so we could breeze out of there. We left the boys at home, because we were going to be 1st, and it was only going to take an hour, hour and 1/2 at most....
Gerred failed the eye exam. After 38 years, 24 of them driving, he doesn't pass the eye exam. Our choices were limited. We could: Have Gerred take a day off work, get an eye exam, get car tags, etc... hopefully in the same day. But, our temp DC parking tag was expiring, so, we walked around Georgetown until we found an eye place open. We walked in, they squeezed him in, signed his papers, made his glasses, and after dropping about $1000, off we went to wait in line - AGAIN - for a #.
8 hours later....we got our car tags.
Whew what a day.
At least Gerred looks very GQ in his new specs!!!
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