I need to share some of my aggravation or else I will not get anything done this morning.

Transferring a drivers license seems like an easy enough task. Apparently not when your office is hidden in a TRAIN STATION! What the heck. I drove around half an hour looking for 211 N. Academy St – when in fact it was on the side of the road with even numbers in the Amtrak station.

Then the true aggravation – the lines. Of course, I expected this from my experience at the NY DMV. However, they didn’t have those handy forms you can grab and make sure you have everything – no not so much. Plus, there were no numbers so you had to stay in line the whole time. I did check the signs for forms of ID and whatnot, and it seemed OK. I should have been suspicious when I heard every person around me saying they’d just been there the day before.

Needless to say, an hour and a half later, when I was about 5 people from the front of the line, I was told I needed proof of liability insurance. Not a requirement in NY, I had practically every other proof of identity with me (passport, Social Security, old ID, proof of residence.. blah blah).

I’ve decided I’m going to camp out in front of the DMV (well, in the train station) at least half an hour before it opens. Oy – 7 AM is EARLY!

Things I am going to bring – a stack of magazines and my ENTIRE file box (not only so I have every possible wanted form, but also handy to sit on).

Grrrr. Time for some Godsmack.

Posted by Carrie on Tuesday, August 19, 2003
Categories: around the triangle, blog · 1 Comment »