I knew I had to get a new license here but I was kinda forced into it after the whole wallet stealing debacle. Well I FINALLY got my certified driving record from CA! It only took so long and you would think I won the damn lottery! What a pain in the ass but honestly worth the wait so I wouldn’t have to go through all the testing all over again. Driving around in another state with no license and with CA plates was nerve wrecking… the last thing I want to do is get pulled over and those plates might as well be a damn bulls eye around here. It’s bad enough people swerve around us and give us the “damn transplants” look. Now I know how the Zonies (people from AZ) feel in San Diego.
So this morning I took Reza to school and hit the MVC (Motor Vehicle Commission – unlike the DMV in CA). Apparently there was one really close by, hidden in a strip mall… everything here is in a damn strip mall btw. I roll in there and this is what I see…
WHAT. THE. HELL. No massive line wrapped around the damn building? No number taking clusterfuck of people? No herds of weirdos with their screaming progeny? No stench of B.O., dirty diaper and cigarette? The place was a damn ghost town! I was one of 5 customers in there. So I roll in, get my photo taken, transfer into the system and BAM! They actually print the thing out on the spot and give it to you! No waiting for a month for it to show up.
I did this with reluctance, yes I needed a license but it was just one more step toward acknowledgement that Dorothy is no longer in her Kansas, ya know? I am not from here, I am not and NEVER will be a “Jersey Girl”.
I happened to have an old expired one that looked almost like the one that got stolen, so yeah… Made it official yo, registered to vote, signed up on the organ donor list and all.
These pictures always manage to make me look like a damn Oompa Loompa. It cannot be any worse than the one on my passport though, I have to replace that one eventually cause damn it is embarrassing and no, I am not sharing it. I gotta have a little dignity. The whole thing was more expensive though ($35 + the cost of the record getting) but that is a-ok… and NJ, thank you for not printing the weight on the license… that shit is just shameful.
I still can’t get over how quick and painless it was to do this today. Jesus.