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NoPlaceForBikesAtDMV2012

Page history last edited by jerry 11 years, 9 months ago

NoPlaceForBikesAtDMV2012

 

 


 

Introduction/Definition/etc

 

 

So after ~12 months of sitting on salvage,

too expensive renting the wrong type of vehicles

to do summer conferences,

got to so many last year,

looking like none this year,

the repairs are unreasonable,

the salvage rules don't make any sense,

seeming like it's a scam, and I'm the intended victim,

odds and rules benefiting the people who declare it totaled,

(insurance who speaks of it as their vehicle,

provided a rent a cage while in the shop,

you can't rent Motorcycles, (forced into a cage)

but not after, and not enough,

to get something else,

other demands of spend within a month (benefits)...

but no way to get there, not enough information available,

not time to do research, and getting something else,

you "can't have that"...)

try fruitlessly researching obscure laws and policies,

even the internet doesn't provide much help with,

 

Insurance claims person doesn't know of the salvage process

a different department, "you can call them", them being undeclared,

wait forever on faceless telephone voice for either unknowing

and likely rude recorded for "training or security purposed" response,

basically go away, we are done with you...

 

Profiteering by the mechanics, shops, types of shops,

(have to take it apart to find out,

well, get insurance to put it back together.

insurance doesn't have to...)

who profits by it?

and the enforcement that fees, presumably fines and arrests

(read threats) and gets you off the road,

basically, after much uncertainty,

huge amounts of angst, disappointment, resulting in  anger,

approximately a month wait time each go around

snickering postal employee who "took something out of your mail"

"just joking" after back in line for filling out more information,

 

Wait, then Hurry Up, for phone call received late in the day,

various personal information but anonymized (sp?)

(partial), "Inspector [X], I want to see the vehicle",

tone insistent, authoritative, and typical officer type interaction,

you can verify that, some random person calls wanting something,

so I try calling salvage back (my third time) before closing,

basically what are you asking for?  we don't understand your request,

we can't verify that, different department,

in my real other life, before interruptions,

I had laundry piling up to do, feeling behind and tired

and needed to do to go out in public at all,

to look somewhat presentable,

shorts are lacking, only own a few pairs,

not enough to get through the week,

have errands to run, packages to receive,

but not delivered,

RetailDiscrimination2012 

and BioLogicReeCharge2012 to follow up on

so had to go get,

as would not be around at some random

unknown time to pickup,

not getting the attempted drop off slip, it's a lie, he didn't stop,

nor knock, I purposefully went home to wait for something,

that didn't show up,

 

Back to transportation hell,

and missing registration

could not be done on line,

costly, fees adding up $135 here,

$10 there, and other $10 there,

$12 there, and the waiting...

 

Words are failing the frustration, humiliation, anger,

and outrage experienced in a system

designed that hates my type, of various varieties,

biker, baggy, poor, disabled, etc...

 

 

Body

 

Time To Go

 

Bike early Saturday, find after all the possible

transactions online ("there is an App for that" tm

Android at least, but it doesn't print required proof...

Gotcha), why don't I see it, why doesn't this work?

So Read FAQ, You can't do that online,

must go in person, it opens at 8 am,

not 9 am so already late,

 

 

Parking

 

Catch 22, have to get to DMV without a vehicle,

look presentable, be legal, etc..

 

I see huge line along side of the building

crowd of angry looking faces,

half an hour into the start,

lock up at a flag pole

seeing no other good options...

trees (too big for locks)

signs (cars slam into it over the curb,

also hidden and vulnerable)

 

and greeted by two security guards,

(hands on hips, near weapons,

badges and white uniforms

thinking Rent A Cop and Bernie? Fife)

"You can't lock there",

"Why not?"

"It's a flag Pole", "So?"

"There's no sign saying I can't",

attracting amusement / scorn from those waiting in the line,

"What about the US flag?, would that matter?

it's not the Virginia flag,

(insert Attorney General Joke Here)

"The manager doesn't like it",

"What's his name?" "Murphy"

Really? "First Name?"

"he's inside in a polo shirt

you can talk to him"/see him?

while arguing/conversing others getting

in line before me...

 

Most have cars, circling and parking...

 

"Will I even get in?"

"Will my business even get done?"

No guarantee after 3 hours of waiting,

time window when it closes,

I should have gone during the week...

But busy with other interruptions

like inspection...

 

Wondering while missing something else,

will that work...

 

Guards say you can talk to him,

but thinking only after actually getting inside

(turned out to be hour wait in line outside in the heat and sun)

but then have to wait again,

(another hour inside)

all while missing another informal appointment

to get something important done, safety wise)

something bikers tend to not to have to do,

lines are for cars aka "cages", and we

are either separate, or hated, usually both,

 

"You can leave it there" gesturing by trash cans,

implying we bikers are trash)

unlocked, he "will watch it", "it will be safe",

 

(time sequence a little off here,

humiliation kills memory,

anger kills clarity,

boredom kills attention,

tired kills patience...)

 

Alternating to "you're on DMV property"

 

"Do you have business here???"

(dumb, why would I bother otherwise)

 

Guard suggests to leave unlocked, which is stupid,

 

"You will be Personally Responsible for it?"

"any damage to it, it will be replaced/repaired/

covered?" "No", "Of Course Not" snicker, IIRC

 

And people behind me where I would be,

they circling in cars?

in line are getting in front of me,

 

They don't know nor care about bikes,

guard has heard it before,

therefore would know?

but obviously not done anything about it,

read Don't Care...

 

Manager Murphy sounding like a made up name,..

"First name?" "Just Murphy"...

Thinking of Murphy's Law and

Murphy Should Be A Doctor joke...

 

Waiting

 

Annoy other people, try fitting in,

not really, one young woman, marathon t shirt,

IIRC, behind me, another older paler, larger

woman, lighter skinned, later asked me to move

up crowding me more,  In front of me a couple

one guy going to stand elsewhere in the parking lot,

yeah, he wasn't here, don't know him,

lost space in line...  But they didn't...

 

Stand outside killing time,

wondering how long it takes to even get in line,

to get in the other line....

 

Get in the door, in groups of 20 or so,

stand inside, single file like prison inmates

you see on TV, lead by guards

 

 

Information Desk

 

Becomes visible...

 

 

Satisfaction chart on the door near getting in

line said 95 percent satisfaction rate?

Dates end at 2000, so out of date,

Not put out side in the back of the line,

but after an hour wait, claiming there might be hope,

you are being programmed, indoctrinated, used and abused,

stand up, get knocked own,

 

 

Waiting

 

Sit and wait, mind numbing

hours endless, letters and numbers,

over loudspeaker, and on flat panel display,

you tune it out for your sanity,

but then did you miss your number?,

have to start over?

while trying to think about fine print on forms

and missing any angles of stupidity the forms don't say,

one place it's requiring DMV number another it's SSN,

put the right thing in the right box?

likely reject form for wrong stuff?

don't sign something without enough information,

what category? salvage not listed here

so many different letters,

 

Rings of Hell

 

Insert First, Second, Third Ring of Hell Here...

(From Dante's Inferno? or WaitingForGodAgain2010

or WaitingForGodot )

 

They are Getting Past You

 

An hour or so in, one of our waiting neighbors in the group

goes up, me to an African American mother with college age plus daughter

"won't be long now", no response, they've been ignoring me,

and people behind me in line are now getting in front of me..

 

Exiting and Manager

 

See Polo shirt is at a booth, helping people,

admirable, they are running on almost 16 cylinders,

(it occurs to me that the positive engine based mindset

is leaking into me) calling numbers,

guard says did you speak to him?, smiling,

are you happy?

but make me wait again,

have to go back you see that they enjoy your displeasure,

even after waiting for hours,

you see management is not available,

but busy to help people, he's a call a number guy,

in a booth, guard circles by me while I go to even find the manager

threatening, can't be unhappy/ dissatisfied, or illegal...

could not scan it,

threatening that it doesn't work, I am wrong,

fake, liar or whatever,

the tricks of bureaucracy are obvious,

customers are nothing, they are king/ queen,

something mysteriously wrong with your paper,

Oh, didn't scan it right... snicker / fucking with you,

claiming she don't understand you,

visual is an Asian woman

implying S.H. Cho, you can't talk

marbles in mouth like?

 

 

Back to Information

 

While waiting reading form,

go back to the front information desk,

well she doesn't provide Information Sheets,

if you read the form,

there is more information,

receiving only snide smug sarcasm,

arrogance and ignorance,

"What's the number?" NN I

"I need to see it"/ give it back,

she should know her forms,

claiming "you don't need that"

(boundary violation,

she doesn't know, nor care, what I need)

"all you need is the form",

"not the Information Sheet"

WRONG...

 

Guard Upon Exiting

 

Then after another hour asking "if happy?"

"Did you get it done?",

like stop hitting you in the head

with a combination of boredom, stupidity, rules, power,

uncertainty, arrogance and ignorance...

 

 

 

Conclusion

 

Summary of experience or similar

 

DMV is the great equalizer, but not really,

they train, nay indoctrinate people

not to care about bikers, they don't count,

(no parking for that type here,

all vehicles are assumed to be motorized)

either you are biker scum,

and can't afford a car, or are in the way,

or breaking the rules,

this is the mind set, not Share the Road,

get in line, wait, at great expense,

fees and fine pile up,

the on ramp to hell,

and no wonder road rage occurs,

I guess while driving,

but you can't read books, Kindle Fire,

iPad (only one) or iPhone it's all about

money and power and status,

and control...

 

And they probably wonder why they get budget cuts?

Or the Tea Party questions paying taxes to government,

It's beyond our control, really...

 

Is it?  How About Voting?  Or complaining? 

You Have a Right to do That?

 

The system, the guards and individuals in the system

are Observing you, flashing license cameras

at your face, randomly, to get license pictures,

bad ones, usually, and annoyingly not protecting those

waiting, from the collateral flash,

almost like traffic cams...

 

Oh and put in the feedback form,

we might get to it?

or enjoy reading your problems,

Will you get it done

"Within 2 years of having to come back?"

 

Dead Plate

 

No, they don't take back "Dead Plates" 

I would think you would not want them

floating around out there...

No, we don't give receipts as to have received them...

 

Catch You Later

 

We will see you again...

Hopefully not for another two years or more...

They are the only game in town,

and doing it badly, IMO...

 

Complaints Line

 

But can't complain, implying we will fuck more with you...

As we have just done...

 

Basically sticking the flag pole up your ass...

 

 

Discussion

 

A place for feedback on the page presented

 

Not really a fair question, disabled likely

can't afford a vehicle, a license of for other people,

this is the bus crowd,

or DMV BS is to be expected,

a normal part of a civilized social society,

thinking Rodney King about now//

we are out to get you, we know who you are,

and other hatred, as the stuff is probably not complete

another slight, having to go back to be within the insane rules...

 

How much of an outlier (spells like liar?) in society are you?

 

You have to choose your team,

take the beating the system gives you,

instead of "Can't we all just get along?"

 

A traitor to have a gas guzzling vehicle,

a nuasance (sp?) to exist at all, really...

 

Also a clowning opportunity, but without good audience,

some kids looking at the odd person,

but not enough fun to have fun,

they find some way to kill the time, I guess...

 

Luckily no screaming babies, (read airports?)

or like in human services waiting areas,

like the form in the mail recently...

 

More torture ahead...

 

Conflicting with bicycling to a conference...

Conflicting with a BikeFilmFestival,

 

Just Conflicting with Life and Sanity, really...

 

 

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