Thursday, August 09, 2007

This calls for an anouncement of some kind!

I took my nephew to get his driver's license the other day. He took driver's ed so all he had to do was bring in his paperwork from class and pass the eye test. Get ready for this though:

There were no lines. We didn't wait our turn for longer than 2 minutes. The receptionist was very nice and smiley. The woman processing him was also really nice and actually remembered him from the last time he was there. His picture came out great. We were out of there in less than 10 minutes. They told us to have a nice day like they meant it and congratulated him on becoming a driver.

HUH?

I was expecting to be there for at least an hour, I even had a mental talk with myself about being patient. It was like the Stepford driver's license workers- and I mean that in a good way. Did something happen I didn't hear about? Did someone give them some free donuts that day?

10 comments:

super des said...

who are you and what have you done with the DMV?

LittlePea said...

That's what I was thinking.

flutter said...

wow, the twilight zone of DMV experiences...

Lucy Dee said...

Niiiice. Yeah, the most recent issue I had with my trip to the DMV was that it wasn't where I left it. I swear I put it down on the counter, next to my keys--poof! Quick everybody stop what you're doing get down on the floor and look for the DMV.

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dmmgmfm said...

Are you sure it really happened? Maybe you were dreaming or entered the twilight zone for a short time?

Whiskeymarie said...

That's it. I'm moving to Florida.

thethinker said...

The DMV near me is like that, too. Lines do not exist there.

The DMV all the way on the other side of town is constantly packed.

thailandchani said...

What in the world....??? What time did you go anyway?

Any time I've had to go to the DMV here, I consider it a useful investment of time to drive the 50 miles to a small town.

Trying to go in Sacramento is like going to the sixth rung of the Inferno.


Peace,

~Chani

Unknown said...

It can be a pleasant surprise when one has a delightful experience when dealing with a government agency!

Eastcoastdweller said...

You obviously made this whole story up. lol.