I love the DMV.
Okay, "love" is a bit of an exaggeration; maybe "blossoming relationship of non-hate" would be more accurate. On the 15th, Melba and I went to the Culver City office of the California Department of Motor Vehicles. Recalling the hell I've experienced in DMVs past, I took the day off to do battle with the usual runaway bureaucracy and the sloth-like dregs of civil service.
I could not have been more wrong. The DMV was a breeze.
Seriously. I'm not kidding. And it wasn't just a simple stop, either. Melba took (and passed) the written driver's test, got her picture taken and got her California license. I got a one-trip permit to move a car for a friend, renewed my ID, and even got some info about my driver's license. And we were out of there in 45 minutes.
Not only were the folks working at the DMV speedy, they were friendly, too. Pleasant, efficient people who seemed genuinely happy to help. Amazing. Not only was that office speedy and efficient, Melba received her fresh new driver's license in the mail a snappy 5 days later, a week earlier than quoted. What service!
Kudos to you, Culver City DMV.
I could not have been more wrong. The DMV was a breeze.
Seriously. I'm not kidding. And it wasn't just a simple stop, either. Melba took (and passed) the written driver's test, got her picture taken and got her California license. I got a one-trip permit to move a car for a friend, renewed my ID, and even got some info about my driver's license. And we were out of there in 45 minutes.
Not only were the folks working at the DMV speedy, they were friendly, too. Pleasant, efficient people who seemed genuinely happy to help. Amazing. Not only was that office speedy and efficient, Melba received her fresh new driver's license in the mail a snappy 5 days later, a week earlier than quoted. What service!Kudos to you, Culver City DMV.
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posted by steve at 12:49 AM
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Ha. "Blossoming relationship of non-hate." I like that.
I've actually never had trouble with the DMV. I thought DMV hassles were just an urban legend or a myth perpetuated by sitcoms until I read Liz's story on her DMV hassle this week. (Do you read Lizland? Lesson this week: do not let your license expire in Oklahoma.)
What the heck is a one-trip permit?
stef: You are one lucky, lucky person. Some of my worst DMV experiences have been with the Minnesota DMV, specifically the Ridgedale office. Evil.
A one-trip permit is what you get when your friend who lives in another state buys a car with no license plates in your town, then asks you to pick it up for him. Basically, it just lets you drive a car with no plates for one trip.
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