Yesterday, I had to go to the Arizona DMV (or MVD, as they refer to it out here) to get my Arizona driver's license.
Things really are different out here.
First of all, when you walk in the door, you are greeted by a friendly, smiling face. Then, they offer you a hot cup of fresh coffee and some homemade cookies. You are ushered to a private office with large comfortable chairs where a staff member helps you fill out all the necessary forms. Everyone is polite and cordial. Then, a photographer with a keen sense of humor and a sharp wit comes in to take the license photo of you, which you have to admit is probably the best portrait of yourself you can remember - suitable for framing. As you exit they hand you a book of coupons for major discounts at all kinds of local businesses.
Yeah, right... Come on... Get real... it's the DMV
2 comments:
Hahahaha... I was gonna say. That's not it was like when I had to go there to do that paperwork for you. Lol.
It was pretty organized, though, which I liked. You just took a number and sat down instead of actually standing in line.
I figured you'd know, cause I remembered that you ran the errand there for us. It is pretty much gonna be the same anywhere. Some things just don't change.
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