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Monday, July 28, 2014
1. Have no idea how the system works, after, presumably, having been there multiple times before. Showing up without the proper documentation, insurance etc. then proceeding to argue with the "I couldn't give a flying fuck" service person who is gonna take home the same 37,000 a year plus benefits whether or not you get your car plate without an inspection sticker.
2. Have NO CLUE how the computerized cue system works. Every single time, without fail, there is someone behind me or in front of me who doesn't know how the little "select your transaction and we will give you a number" thing works. There is 5 frigging buttons. If you can't read, don't know what you're there for, then maybe you need to re-evaluate your priorities and learn some basic literacy skills before renewing that drivers license on your 1992 Tempo/Topaz. I have noticed now that they actually have someone stand next to the machine that spits out your number and even selects the button for you - kind of defeats the purpose I think.
3. Argue about and comment to anyone who is in earshot, about the cost of various services. Yes, I resent the cost of renewing a license plate at twice the expense of most other provinces. Yes, I resent having to pay hundreds of dollars to drive my car, but you know what? It isn't a surprise to me. I know what to expect before I go in so that I have my money ready and my documents and forms in order to ensure as painless an experience for me and everyone else there.
I dread the thought at having to go back in two years. Next time I'm going online. —GodGet it Together