In all the excitement of Abby passing her test, I forgot to relate the customer service experience at the Secretary of State (think DMV to you non-Michiganians) when we went in to get her license.
First, the SOS office (an apt acronym) is rather Soviet in efficiency: You have to stand in a line in order to get in a line. Yes, really.
So we stood in line for quite awhile, just to get a number for our spot in the line to be served. Then we waited in line some more.
Time passed rather slowly and it was well over an hour and a half before we got to get her the license.
Interestingly, the Secretary of States office had a new smell throughout it that was new since we were last there when she got her learners permit and we got to enjoy it the whole time we waited there.
The skunky smell of marijuana absolutely pervaded the place.
Now that marijuana is legal in Michigan, people seem to have no problem stinking up the place.
You'd think now it was legal they'd buy some less malodorous stuff. Also, its kinda both gutsy and dumb to show up to get your license renewed absolutely reeking of weed, especially with no driving under the influence posters festtoned on the walls. Then again, it probably was hilarious for them to get their license photos taken while stoned, 'cause being stoned and driving go together just great, right?
There's been no time to develop an etiquette on legal marijuana usage in Michigan yet, and it shows.
But, one would think having the courtesy not to cause everyone around you to get a contact high, in a government office no less, from how much skunky scent you're giving off would be an easy one to figure out. I mean, if there was a cop outside when the users left pretty sure it would be an easy for the officer to follow his nose and end up giving them a driving under the influence charge the second they got behind the wheel.
Ah well, temporary paper license finally in hand with the real one to follow by mail, fresh cold air awaited outside.
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