Who doesn’t dread going to the DMV?
I start dreading it when some sort of correspondence appears in my mail box. You’d think I’d be oh so happy when the letter came congratulating us that we finished paying of our car, but, NO! That letter of congratulations (YIPPEE) also came with an invitation to a party that people want to attend even less than the party at the dental office (BOOO).
It’s the DMV party!!!!
Come on down to the DMV. Waste your time waiting forever in a little bit of a panicky sweat because you couldn’t understand the form and did the best you could, hoping to hell whatever menial bit of information you left out they can can find in their damned computer. Still waiting and hoping that you brought all the necessary supporting documents. Then your number is finally called and you find out you DO have EVERY thing you need including the $77 its going to cost you to get a piece of paper that reads, Happy and proud owner of your brand new (5years ago) car!!! Except there is one signature missing,…..
FUUUUCK!!! I would be silently screaming in my brain.
But not this time! No sir! Not this time!
My partner and I, we make a pretty powerfully awesome team!!!
Keri took care of ALL the paperwork and me? Well,…I took care of ALL the waiting in line. I did experience some of what I described, but my DMV dreaded moments were completely vanquished.
I sat next to a very friendly lady and we talked about her “new to her” trailer and the permit she needed. The camping she and her husband were planning. We talked about signatures needed on forms and paying off cars. We talked about her sister and nephew, my son, the boys dads. We talked about growing up in other states and moving to the Portland area. We talked and talked and talked, right past them calling her number, but she caught it in time.
And all of that talking and laughing took all my DMV worries completely away. I felt such relief.
As she was leaving, I was being called up. We bid our friendly good-byes and I approached the teller.
I handed over my “homework” as I called it and waited for her to review it. When she reached for her stamp of approval I gave an exuberant, YES! I can honestly say I gladly handed over the $77 and basically skipped out of there. So happy Keri did all the homework. So happy I didn’t get turned away.
Dreaded moments vanquished!!!