Y'all, I am now officially a New York driver! And it only took me 2 and a half hours!
I went to Herald Square DMV in Manhattan this morning. As I tried to enter the building I was informed there was a line, as it turned out,
around the block. The office opened at 8:30, and I was there around 8:15 or so.
I waited outside in the rain for a while, then they herded us in small numbers into elevators, which took us to the eighth floor where the DMV was. Then there was more line waiting. And then I waited on line. Also, line waiting. For you in the UK, I was queued in the queueingest queue there ever was!
Some excitement: two Chinese women who didn't speak a word of English were cutting the line, and some Hispanic lady (or is it Latina? I'm not up on my political correctness) got pissed and went to get a uniformed employee, growling, and I quote, "Oh, you gonna make me, ain't you?" Hee! Then there was swearing and hand gestures and blank stares and much Cantonese (or maybe Mandarin). Eventually, it got sorted even though the guard was all, "I have no idea what you're saying." I was laughing hysterically.
I was doing fine until I went to get my registration. My insurance had to have been in effect for at least 45 days. My card said April. Y'know, I researched the
shit out of the NY DMV website, took almost an hour and a half filling out forms last night (no lie), and still I got screwed up. Christ.
I then had to visit Staples on the second floor, call Geico, and get them to fax me a new insurance card. Sheesh.
Then luckily I got an expedited ticket to get helped again, and eventually got it all sorted. In all that time, I listened to music and watched the
Supernatural episode "On the Head of a Pin" on my Playstation Portable. Angels, torture, and tears sure pass the time at the DMV!
Unlike New Jersey, I have to wait for them to send me my license. I got a temporary one. I have no idea how my photo will turn out, because I swear the guy that did it looked like one of those weird recluses that live amongst stacks of their own filth and newspapers, I kid you not. Where do they find these people? And I wish they would tell you what's happening. I kept asking "What do I do next?" a thousand times because they never offer information of their own volition. I also had to tell the guy that I didn't need to get my car inspected in 10 days, because my NJ inspection isn't up until November and it will carry over. GAH.
I'm going to miss my Jersey license. I actually look nice in it! I know I'm going to look like hell warmed over for this one. There's no way Weird Creepy Dude took a normal photo!