MAMEWorld Forums - The Loony Bin - Sounds like Brazil except for the plows

> Due to a technical glitch, my "M" (motorcycle) endorsement had been erased from my
> license. I haven't ridden in a couple of years, bike has been stored, etc. I'm forced
> to re-take the written AND road tests. Pain in the ass, but whatever. I also had to
> get new plates on the bike.
>
> I cant go to my local DMV to get this done, as they are only open M-F, 9AM-5PM. I
> find a location on the DMV website, says they are open on Saturday mornings and
> perform motorcycle road tests. It's a 25 minute drive and I don't want to get my bike
> taken away, so I have my brother ride down with his and meet me there.
>
> I first go to get new plates. Can't find my plates in the system, they need the bikes
> VIN. Luckily I had this stored in a gmail message, and was able to pull it up after a
> few minutes of searching. $40, off to the cashier. BIG note on the cashiers window
> "Due to a dispute over fees, we do NOT accept VISA." (~Looks at bank card logo~
> *FUCK*). I'm forced to leave line, run 1/2 block down the road to the nearest ATM and
> pull out money.
>
> Get back, pay for plates, continue on with M class stuff.
>
> 1st stop, tell some lady what I need.
>
> "Motorcycle test, written AND road please", I say. Given a number, told to have a
> seat and wait for it to be called. Sit 20 minutes (brother waiting in guest area).
>
> Number called. Told second lady, "Motorcycle test, written AND road please". Given a
> white piece of paper. Sent to the test area. Told to stand in line. Stand 10 minutes
> (brother waiting in guest area).
>
> Get to counter, tell 3rd lady "Motorcycle test, written AND road please". She gives
> me a written test. Told to have a seat and take test. Take test in 3 minutes. Stand
> back in same line as before for 10 more minutes (brother waiting in guest area). Told
> to head over to picture department and wait for name to be called. Something "off"
> about the next location I'm being sent to, but I go.
>
> Sit in picture department 3 minutes, name is called. Given two pieces of paper to
> sign. told "This is your motorcycle permit. Bring this with wherever you take your
> road test."
>
> "I'm supposed to be taking it here, now, right?" I ask.
>
> Guy behind the counter responds, "No, we can't give the road test at this facility."
>
> (I'm furious right now, as I've gone through great lengths to get to this specific
> location with a bike for a road test)
>
> I respond back asking. "Why does it say on your website that you DO give road tests
> here, and why the HELL wasn't I told this at any point in the last 45 minutes?"
>
> He replies, "Our course was destroyed by plows this winter." (yes, the same winter
> I've noted on many occasions that has had near ZERO snow) ...he continued... "It's a
> bit of a touchy subject around here, they might not fix the course. You'll have to go
> to another location, but you probably won't make it to any today before they close.
> They should all be open Monday though."
>
> It took every last ounce of self control I had to keep me from reaching over that
> counter and showing him what a "touchy subject" really is. I apologies to my brother
> for dragging his ass out of bed on a Saturday morning, and I go home with a worthless
> piece of paper and no M endorsement.