Post by HOTRODPRIMER on Sept 26, 2017 12:33:18 GMT -8
If you are anything like me you would rather have a root canal that go to the DMV because no matter what paper work you have it's never what they want to see.
Today was no different with the exception of me try to transfer the registration of my 1957 Shasta camper into my name.
I walked in the door and was immediately greeted with the typical long line just to talk to the lady who is there to herd the crowd and hand you more paper work to go along with all you are told to bring.
I will shorten the story of how long it took for them to call out my assigned number, suffice to say I watched the hands of the clock sweep around 60 timed for one full revolution.
Once I get to the assigned window I was surprised to encounter a lady with a smile and apology for it taking so long,I thought to myself this is going to be a smooth transaction as I was handing her the stack of papers.
She said,I have never heard of a 1957 Shasta and I replied they have been around since the 50's and went out of business in the late 70's or early 80's but have started making them again.
She then said,it's strange I have been working here since 79 and I just have never heard of one.
She then ask me how many miles were on it,I replied,I don't have a clue and then she dropped the bomb and ask does it not have a odometer?
I started laughing and said,it's not a car it's a camper and then we both had a good laugh,in fact that might be the first time I left the DMV laughing instead of crying!
Today was no different with the exception of me try to transfer the registration of my 1957 Shasta camper into my name.
I walked in the door and was immediately greeted with the typical long line just to talk to the lady who is there to herd the crowd and hand you more paper work to go along with all you are told to bring.
I will shorten the story of how long it took for them to call out my assigned number, suffice to say I watched the hands of the clock sweep around 60 timed for one full revolution.
Once I get to the assigned window I was surprised to encounter a lady with a smile and apology for it taking so long,I thought to myself this is going to be a smooth transaction as I was handing her the stack of papers.
She said,I have never heard of a 1957 Shasta and I replied they have been around since the 50's and went out of business in the late 70's or early 80's but have started making them again.
She then said,it's strange I have been working here since 79 and I just have never heard of one.
She then ask me how many miles were on it,I replied,I don't have a clue and then she dropped the bomb and ask does it not have a odometer?
I started laughing and said,it's not a car it's a camper and then we both had a good laugh,in fact that might be the first time I left the DMV laughing instead of crying!
