Friday, October 3, 2008

Why the DMV gets a bad name


Register to vote...get a library card....get a new license...

Went to the DMV yesterday to see about getting an Alaska DL.
The woman at the info. desk stared blankly at me as I told her what I needed.

"Go over to station 5 and take the test (What, a test?). No talking. No cell phone."

Uhh....okay, nice lady. I go to the computer screen and start answering the 20 questions. Geez, I hope I can remember speed limits, sign meanings, when to yield, etc.

Does anyone know the answer to this question - when approaching an oncoming vehicle, at what distance should you change your headlights from high beam to low beam?

Uhh...anyone? 200 ft? 300 ft? 500 ft? If you answered 500, you're correct! I think I answered 300, cuz I got it wrong. Three other doozies like that, and I get a big fat F on the test.

I walk back over to nice lady. I smile. She gives me another blank stare. I guess I'll start the conversation. "So, I failed the test." Stare...."When can I take it again?" "Tomorrow", she answers. "Umm....is there a handbook or something that I should look at before I take it again?" She gestures to the lobby, where I guess they keep said handbooks.

Okay, friends. Wouldn't it have been nice of her to mention before I took the test that there was a handbook I should glance over? After all, I am from CA, where the laws are different. And, would it kill her to smile? I hate people who work in customer service when they really belong in an office by themselves, doing bland research. Aaargh! One of my major pet peeves. I think when I go in next, I'll bring her some freshly baked cookies, just to see if I can get her to smile or say "Thank you."

Love and warm hugs,
Lana