Reflections on the DMV: 1990s vs. 2012
These remarks were prompted by an inspiration that came to my about 11 p.m. last night, Feb. 28, 2012. I had just woken up after 20 very refreshing hours of Ambien-fueled sleep, and the day that followed saw me refreshed and energized for the first time since surgery on Jan. 13.
I always give careful heed to my first waking thought; that's when divine inspiration strikes most easily. It's the time of mental clarity. And my first thought was, It's time to get back to North Dakota and get a job.
I set work about 4 a.m., text-messaging three drivers I used to work with at Triple R Transport. Two responded, one with glowing praise for a new company he was working with. I contacted said company and got a positive response, as well as an emailed application. To fill it out I needed to get a DOT medical long form faxed to me from my Richfield doctor's office, as well as a current motor vehicle report.
As soon as business hours arrived I got moving. Through the course of the day I was able to get the records clerk at my clinic to first fax me a form to sign and return, authorizing them to send me a copy of my own friggin' medical records (I don't know if she was being uniquely stupid, or if HIPAA really does require you to give signed permission to send your own records to your own self), sign it, return it, and get the long form.
I also took the trek to Hurricane to the driver's license office. There I obtained my MVR, and realized that this morning's inspiration was perfectly timed.
See, I've been wanting to rush back to work for weeks, but someone always advises me I shouldn't be in a hurry while I'm healing, and each time I've felt that was the right thing to do, and calmed myself. Today I felt certain that the waiting had to end, even though I still have a big hunk of bone wobbling around in my skull because it's only started healing along one edge, and when I touch it I get blinding, stabbing pains. Well, this ain't the first time I've gone to work before my body could handle it, relying on the mercies and power of God.
But when I saw my MVR I first cursed, then laughed. I was certain my MVR was already clean, but not quite. My last ticke conviction date was 03/01/10.
In other words, exactly two years ago, if today hadn't been leap year. Without leap year, today the conviction would have disappeared from my record.
Well, Wednesday is a good day to get all this other stuff going if it's gonna be finished by Friday and if there's a chance to have an answer on my application by Monday. I'll be taking another trek to Hurricane, of course, so I can get an MVR that says NO CITATIONS ON RECORD NO ARRESTS ON RECORD NO DEPARTMENT ACTIONS ON RECORD
This is excellent timing.
And now, the Facebook posts:
I spent 15 minutes in line at the Hurricane DMV to get a number so I can sit for at least half an hour so they can take 60 seconds to print me a motor vehicle report.
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