A Bad Experience at the DMV
I hate the DMV with a mighty passion. I think I can speak for everyone when I say that I would rather be punched in the face than spend an afternoon at the Department of Motor Vehicles. What a mess! First of all, you are forced to wait in line for hours. Then you have sit in the waiting area for hours until they call your number. Then you have to deal with the angry, bitter, rude lady behind the desk who makes you fill out 100 forms and wait again. Then you have to wait in another line to get your photograph taken. Then you need the bathroom and miss your number being called. Then you start the whole process over again. It’s a nightmare.
If only there was some DMV or auto dealer bond that could prevent this from happening. It would be like a gift from God. You could guarantee a good visit without all of the waiting around and attitudes.
I also noticed that most of the people waiting around me didn’t speak any English, thus delaying everyone else even more because of the language barriers. I think it irritated the employees at the DMV more because they couldn’t understand each other.
