The MVA And How It Broke Me
I think someone needs to have a big ole meeting with all the folks over at the MVA. Just plop them down into a giant auditorium, put the big cheese behind a podium with a microphone on a stage in the front, and have the rules read to everyone at the same time. Then, long winded notes should be provided. Perhaps a powerpoint and the printed slides. Nobody can take their own notes, because then there might be differences. They all need the same rulebook. And flowcharts. They need scripted flowcharts. That way, when someone like little ole me who needs to register a car or the nice lady behind me in line who lost her honey on May 2 on this year needs to replace her handicap license plates with regular plates has a question, someone can answer it. And we can be certain that the answer given is one that is trustworthy, honest, and true. And one that is not going to cause us to wait in more lines and spend more money only to find out that we need to wait in more lines yet again and that we didn't actually need to spend the money we just spent.
There are words on the MVA website that don't match the words on the paperwork you get at the MVA. There are voices coming out of the mouths of people behind desks at the MVA that don't match the words on the website OR the paperwork.
All I know is this.
I couldn't get plates on Tuesday because I did not have form 37237AB273 filled out and notarized. (Form identification numbers and letters have been changed to protect the innocent and because the author of this here blog can't remember them nor does she feel like looking them up!) This form is a piece of paper saying "I, jlsatud's father, am selling her this car for less than the retail value." Then we both have to sign it.
I called my father and he said based on everything he could find online, and based on the word of the MVA woman he talked to over the phone, I didn't need that form. I needed the paper that I *did* have signed and notarized. The one that just says he's selling me the car and we both signed and notarized.
I couldn't get plates on Wednesday because my car was not inspected. Based on everything the paperwork said, I did not need an inspection because it was purchased and previously titled in Maryland and hasn't been gone that long, as far as the dates on the title claim. (They didn't get plates right away when they moved.) But this girl says it must be inspected and the form is not needed, that my paperwork is sufficient.
Thursday, the car place was really busy and couldn't inspect me.
Friday, I went to the car place to get inspected. The boys at the shop oohed and ahhed over the car. I forgot to tell my dad that part. He'll like that part. It was funny. Like, dudes, it's a dad-mobile. It even has a "Stanford Dad" sticker on the back window! :) Don't get me wrong, it has bells and whistles that I've never had before, but it's still a dad-mobile.
Anyway, so I got it inspected. Paid and off I went to the MVA. Waited in line. Again.
Today's girl won't give me plates because I don't have that *&^#$*&# form. And she said "oh you didn't have to get it inspected!"
Oh. My. Goodness.
I said, "I'm sorry, but I don't get it and I have a very upset father on the phone who is yelling at me because I can't explain the situation. Please give me the words to tell him so I can explain it better." She couldn't help, other than to say that without the form we couldn't do anything.
So my dad printed the form off and is mailing it today. Cause faxing doesn't count, it has to be original signatures.
And I have the inspection certificate, in case I show up with the form and they change their mind again. :)
There are words on the MVA website that don't match the words on the paperwork you get at the MVA. There are voices coming out of the mouths of people behind desks at the MVA that don't match the words on the website OR the paperwork.
All I know is this.
I couldn't get plates on Tuesday because I did not have form 37237AB273 filled out and notarized. (Form identification numbers and letters have been changed to protect the innocent and because the author of this here blog can't remember them nor does she feel like looking them up!) This form is a piece of paper saying "I, jlsatud's father, am selling her this car for less than the retail value." Then we both have to sign it.
I called my father and he said based on everything he could find online, and based on the word of the MVA woman he talked to over the phone, I didn't need that form. I needed the paper that I *did* have signed and notarized. The one that just says he's selling me the car and we both signed and notarized.
I couldn't get plates on Wednesday because my car was not inspected. Based on everything the paperwork said, I did not need an inspection because it was purchased and previously titled in Maryland and hasn't been gone that long, as far as the dates on the title claim. (They didn't get plates right away when they moved.) But this girl says it must be inspected and the form is not needed, that my paperwork is sufficient.
Thursday, the car place was really busy and couldn't inspect me.
Friday, I went to the car place to get inspected. The boys at the shop oohed and ahhed over the car. I forgot to tell my dad that part. He'll like that part. It was funny. Like, dudes, it's a dad-mobile. It even has a "Stanford Dad" sticker on the back window! :) Don't get me wrong, it has bells and whistles that I've never had before, but it's still a dad-mobile.
Anyway, so I got it inspected. Paid and off I went to the MVA. Waited in line. Again.
Today's girl won't give me plates because I don't have that *&^#$*&# form. And she said "oh you didn't have to get it inspected!"
Oh. My. Goodness.
I said, "I'm sorry, but I don't get it and I have a very upset father on the phone who is yelling at me because I can't explain the situation. Please give me the words to tell him so I can explain it better." She couldn't help, other than to say that without the form we couldn't do anything.
So my dad printed the form off and is mailing it today. Cause faxing doesn't count, it has to be original signatures.
And I have the inspection certificate, in case I show up with the form and they change their mind again. :)