I spent my lunch break (plus an extra hour) at the RMV. That's like the DMV if you're not from Mass.
This is the FOURTH time I've gone to try to get my driver's license transferred. The first time, they wouldn't take my pay stub because it's a PDF. The second time, they wouldn't take my mortgage because it wasn't signed by the lender. The third time I was trying to get a fast pass for the tolls and couldn't because Kentucky isn't in their list for license plates.
Today I went in with the registration for my new car (Mass plates), my cell phone bill, and two bank statements (got all that stuff last week). And, they FINALLY gave me my license. But not until I WAITED and WAITED and WAITED. And the train ride/walk back to my office was REALLY humid.
And now? It's pouring. I can usually see bridges and stuff from here, but it's a whiteout. You can see two streets over, but normally it's WAY farther.
It's not my afternoon. Anybody wanna cheer me up?
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