haiku: dmv
I am late today
Since Boston’s DMV needs
Four forms of ID.
Seriously, shouldn’t being the first person in line for the day count for something? The first person. Why couldn’t my landlord have, you know, signed that copy of our lease? I WAS ONE SIGNATURE AWAY FROM GETTING A MASSACHUSETTS LICENSE. THIS WOULDN’T EVEN BE NECESSARY IF I HADN’T BEEN SERVED WITH JURY DUTY IN FLORIDA!!!
Welcome, WELCOME to the crazy that is my life!
First of all, it’s RMV.
Second of all, I had this same issue. My corrupt insurance company (I know, redundancies) informed my parents that because you insure the PERSON in Florida, not the CAR, that I would not be permitted to take myself off of my parents’ car insurance policy unless I took legal residency in another state. To do this, they demanded that I get a MA license when I moved. The goon at the RMV wouldn’t even take my Florida license as ID; I had my expired passport, admissions letter, dorm assignment, tuition bill, verification of enrollment, birth cirtificate, social security card, AND a letter from my residence director. It still took four separate visits to get a DL, and they insisted on confiscating my Florida license.
Shortly before the ’04 presidential election, I discovered that what the insurance company told me was a total lie (shock, awe), so I got a duplicate Florida DL, got an absentee ballot, and paid taxes as a resident of Florida. I keep my legal citizenship in Florida to this day for tax and political reasons.