The Registry of Motor Vehicles Sucks!!!! Get Human!!

I spent about 5 hours dealing with the registry of motor vehicles yesterday.  Damon has a Florida license which he lost (He loses everything.  He’s just like his father) .  We are trying to get him a Massachusetts driver’s license so he can just use my house as his main residence.  He travels around so much it’s crazy to switch his driver’s license every time he moves somewhere new.

We went to the local registry to see what is involved in getting a Massachusetts license.  After waiting in the queue for 45 minutes we were finally told that we needed a certified driving record from Florida, and two forms of ID.  Fortunately he has a passport but they want his social security card which of course he lost.

We went home and I proceeded to try to find the correct person to talk to in Florida to get the above driving record.  OMG ( Acronym for I hate those fucking telephone menus and I am going to murder some one soon.)  I was on the phone for over three hours going from one effin menu to one dumbass after another then another effin menu then another dumbass.  You’ll notice on my next video I have half the hair I used to.  The rest is on the floor next to my computer chair. I was pulling it out while listening to the worst music in the world as I sat there on hold.

Finally I was able to get the correct answer to my one simple question.  At one point a woman could find no record of Damon ever having a license in Florida.  I know he did because I got him a duplicate the FIRST time he lost it.

Now I have to deal with the social security aspect of the thing .  I hope his passport will be enough ID to get him a new card.  We will go there today.  Wish me luck. No, wish the person who waits on me luck.

Now to top it all off.  The Wasband has decided to get the minivan fixed and put it in Damon’s name.  To transfer the van to Damon we need the title which of course the wasband lost. Also the front plate was stolen in Buffalo.

This is the minivan.  Notice it is parked next to the rubbish and recyclables.  I hope the trash people  don’t take it by mistake.

Do you see a trend here?   I am left to fix this mess because the two of them combined couldn’t sort it out.  No offense to either one.  I love them both but I wish they would quit losing stuff. I still have my original social security card I got 43 years ago.  To the wasband’s credit, so does he.

Here is a link to a list of companies and how to avoid there menus and talk to a human (I hope they are human. We are probably outsourcing to some other planet and speaking to reptilian aliens.)

“Hello, May I help you?”