Daily Archives: May 10, 2001

Great Gnashing of Teeth

A visit to the DMV or DVM or whatever you want to call it is broken into 3 phases. First you come in tell first person at the desk what you want and he gives you a number and whatever paperwork you need to fill out. As you fill out your forms numbers are called it’s all nice and orderly. Then your number is called and you move on to person #2 who looks over the paperwork, makes sure you’re going to get what you want, takes your number and passes you on to…the Photo Desk.

The Photo Desk is, as my dear husband would and did call it, a clusterfuck. I’m a patient person, a kind person, a fair person. And I was ready to choke someone today. I took my test, passed it btw only missed two, and had a seat to wait for them to call my name and get my picture/card. 15 minutes went by. People came and went, getting their ID, Permits, Licenses. Another 15 minutes passed. More people came and went. One of the three people at the Photo Desk went on break, another came back. And she, as the one lone data entry guy did everything, did nothing. So I went up and asked if I had gotten lost in the system. No, said data entry guy, I just got busy. He, a miserably slow typist anyway, finally goes back to entering data and the girl takes over what he’s doing. More people come and go, leaving quickly, happily. After ANOTHER 15 minutes, finally I get my name called, to be asked if I wanted my old picture…

*sigh* Eric was unhappy because it took an hour longer than his lunch. I was unhappy because there were just too many people. People set me on edge and exhaust me. It’s like all their energy just wears on me. But, it’s done. I got my permit and I have a year to learn the finner points of driving. And then it’s back to the DVM again…

I need to finish up studying my driver’s manual because we ARE going today to get my permit. *deep breath* May is seeming to be a month of facing fears. Strange that… Going to finish up where I left off, shower, skim again, maybe take their practice test. I think there was a practice test… Anyway, I hope Eric decided to do lunch later than earlier. Not that I’m worried about the test, I’m sure I’ll pass… It’s just EVERYTHING about it that is worrying me.

Eric pointed out that Herman, the adventuring turtle, (long story, maybe I’ll tell it sometime) is the perfect mascot for me even in rl. I want to just curl up in my shell and hide from the world. Instead I gotta learn to stick my head out and experience things. Easy for him to say, the extrovert…

Re: Response to Goldberg post
In an effort to get back to first principals and stick with them, I’m going to try to read some from my favorite “writing books” and jabber about them some here. Why here? Mainly because it’s a good, convenient place to put the responses.

(Pardon my mis-spellings this morning. The LJ spell check isn’t working and I’m too lazy to do it myself. And you’re thinking to yourself, “What’s her excuse the rest of the time?” *grin*)