This morning I woke up with the knowledge that I had
When my dad and I pulled into the parking lot of the DPS office, we were sure that the nightmare was about to begin. We had heard the horror stories. Things like, "There was a 9-hour line, and then they closed once I got to the counter!" or "I accidentally used BLUE ink instead of BLACK ink on Form DL-47a and I had to reschedule, and the next available appointment was 2 months later, and then there was a 9-hour line, and then they closed once I got to the counter!"
Unlike Pip, we had no great expectations.
But when we got in, we were blown away. We waited in line for 30 seconds, and then they sent us to a waiting room. We had literally JUST parked our rear ends on the seats when they called us. What was this? Quality service? From the DPS?!?!!!
A nice lady patiently helped us go through all of the paper work, and before I knew it, I was waiting outside for my Driver's test administrator to come out. This was the freakiest part. I was nervous, so I put in a Taylor Swift CD and jammed to "22" and "We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together".....It helped me loosen up. The lady came out, and I took my test. I did a good job, and she passed me.
I couldn't help but wonder...Was that really all I had to do? Where was the mean, unhelpful employee?
Before my instructor got out of the car, she told me to sit tight, and that someone was going to bring out my temporary license. So, I waited. Where I had parked, I had a great view of everyone else doing the parallel parking portion of their test. Watching everybody trying to parallel park basically made my day. It was hilarious.
I had a wonderful experience at the DPS, y'all. Which is weird. In a good way.
Anyways, I LOVE HAVING MY LICENSE!!!!!
It's great. Now I can scream Mumford and Sons as loud as I want, and I can adjust the A/C so that the car is comfortable. And I can drive places. It's great.
Oh, and one last thing...
It's great. NM