Today, has had it’s difficulties. I go to the DMV today to take my ambulance driver’s test. (written) I check in, get my number, sit down and begin to wait. I wait, and wait, and wait. Finally 2 hours go by, I stop by the desk to see what the hold up is. It is at this point I encounter Queen bitch of the universe.
Me: Excuse me, I’m just checking to see how much longer it might be before I can take my test?
QBOTU: *In her best nasal I-don’t-give-a-shit voice* What test exactly are you trying to take?
Me: The ambulance driver’s written test.
QBOTU: Hold on (pronounced hoold own)
It is at this point she leaves the desk for 10 minutes. On her return…
QBOTU: That person is not here today. You won’t be able to take that test.
Me: Excuse me?
QBOTU: *In a slightly louder version of her previous tone* The person who does that type of test is not here today.
Me: *In my best I-hope-you-eat-shit-and-die voice*. You mean to tell me, I have been sitting here in this damn smelly room for 2 hours and the person ISN’T EVEN HERE? DIDN’T YOU THINK IT MIGHT BE RELEVANT TO SHARE THAT WITH ME.
QBOTU: Sir, do not raise your voice at me. It is not my fault that you sat here for 2 hours.
Me: I don’t . . .*she interrupts*
QBOTU: Sir! I cannot help you.
Me: THEN FIND ME SOMEONE WHO CAN!
At this point she walks away in a huff while yelling for a manager to help “this person” at her window. It is also at this point that I am livid as hell. And let’s just say all those years of white trash kinfolk fly out of me like a demon when I’m angry.
10 minutes go by.
Me: *very loud* IS THERE ANYONE IN THIS SHITHOLE THAT IS GOING TO HELP ME?
It is at this point officer Bar-brady decides to come over and have a talk w/me.
OBB: Sir you need to calm down.
Me: *not even turning to face him* I don’t know what district you work in and I dont’ care, if you don’t want every report in the district for the next month, I suggest you worry less about me calming down and more about getting a manager over here to help me. (They frelling HATE doing reports that require paperwork.)
He was, of course, about ready to lay into me until he happened to see my work badge dangling from my bag and realizes I am a dispatcher. And don’t you know he made a bee-line to find me a manager. And miracles of miracles, he finds one in less than 3 fracking minutes. Miss Manners comes up to the counter and in her best “Oh my god, how do I fucking get out of this one voice…”
MM: Sir, what seems to be the problem.
Me: *less loud now but still loud* I have been sitting her for 2 1/2 hours now waiting to take a simple 15 minute written test for driving an ambulance. After checking in with your QBOTU she informs me that the person in charge of that isn’t here today. I’d like to know why I wasn’t told that before and I would like an apology for having to sit here for 2 1/2 damn hours!
MM: Ok sir, I do apologize for the miscommunication, I am not sure what happened. Let me schedule you for an appointment tomorrow. When you get here, simply walk to the back and ask for me.
Me: Are you going to be here tomorrow?
MM: Yes I will be here sir.
Me: Is the person who is in charge of my particular test going to be here tomorrow?
MM: No, but his boss will be and he will help you.
Me: Now that wasn’t so hard was it? My god, no wonder people hate this damn place w/a passion.
I then storm off glaring at officer Bar-brady w/my best “you better be glad” look.
The point of my long winded story? Sometimes, you have to be a high-riding bitch to get shit done! It took me another 2 hours to calm down. This didn’t realy do well for my mood. Especially, since I was planning on going my Gold’s to reinstate my old membership. (The particular manager hates me and I knew I was gonna have to swallow my pride and be gracious. If you are a long time reader you’ll remember my fiasco last year.) Lucky for me, his boss was there and he was equally gracious. At least that went right.
Amazing how some places run and manage to stsy open or the people remain employed. I’d be livid past the point of decency as well.
Why is it that no matter what state you live in, DMV’s SUCK!!
(Now comes the part that’s gonna piss you off) It seems that this horrendous level of service seems to run rampant in governmental agencies.
sounds like someone could use a good blowjob!
OH MY GAWD! Wow! What big balls you have sir! I would have probably felt like bursting out crying and said something like “this is so stupid I wasted my time here today!” and gave an ugly look. But I would have never had the balls to do what you did! You are a bigger bitch than me! 😉
WOO HOO! You, Sir, are my hero!
Aparently state workers everywhere have never heard of customer service. And if you think there bad try dealing with federal employees.
That is an awesome story. Sadly, I was raised with Asian passive aggressiveness and Catholic shame and I lack the powers that has blessed you. It’s true — people who get shit done are the ones who bitch the loudest. That’s how it works in a capitalistic society.
Dude, that was soooo FRACKIN cool!!!! I think I want to suck your cock now I’m so turned on….
P.S. Don’t tell you-know-who