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 You are whimsical, spontaneous, and fun loving. You connect well with people, but nature is your true love. Changing locations and scenery is important to your creativity. You are inspired by the surroundings around you |
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
...and the saga continues
Ok. Now I have 2 addresses in the DMV system too. Apparently I live here and in South Carolina. And I am a truck driver. I have never even been to South Carolina. And I have never even driven a pickup, let alone a damned commercial truck! lol
I tell you, it just keeps getting better and better.
I tell you, it just keeps getting better and better.
Monday, March 17, 2008
I'm wanted....dead or alive
I am so pissed off!!! I have never been so mad in my entire life. Seriously!
It all started when I went to Death Valley National Park on Saturday. I left at 5 am, and I got to the park around 8:30 am. It started out as a beautiful day. The sun was shining. Not a cloud in the sky. I did a small hike in the sand dunes first, then I went to Scotty’s Castle and then out to the Racetrack (Which, by the way, is 27 miles of a rocky, bumpy dirt road), then to Ubehebe Crater. Boy was it cold up there!!! It was starting to get cloudy and windy, and I had to pee soooooooo bad, so I headed back. On the way back to Stovepipe Wells, I got pulled over by the park ranger because apparently I was speeding. I didn’t realize it, because I hadn’t seen a speed limit sign anywhere, and I was looking at the scenery and not at my speedometer. Well, the ranger proceeds to run my driver’s license and he comes back and tells me, to my utter shock and horror, that it had been suspended!! I was like, WTF?!?!?!?! He tells me it had been suspended due to failure to appear on a traffic ticket. In 2006! I hadn’t had a ticket since 2001. And that was the only damned ticket I had ever had in my entire life. I was dumbfounded! The park ranger was nice. He let me off with a warning. But he told me he could have had me arrested and my car impounded. I was so upset, I wanted to cry. I didn’t have a clue. Not this whole time. Apparently I had been driving on a suspended license for over a year and a half without ever having been notified. I asked the ranger how they could do that without even notifying me and he told me that California doesn’t always tell people this kind of thing. Again, more shock. Needless to say, my day was ruined. I stuck around the park and went to Badwater, Devil’s Golfcourse, Furnace Creek and Zabriske Point too, since, well, I was already there, but it just wasn’t fun. I drove the whole way home with my cruise control set to the speed limit. I was paranoid - lol.
But, wait, it gets even better.
So I called the DMV this morning. The lady there told me there was nothing they could do. The court had to take care of it. She gave me the number, and I called the court. The lady on the phone at the court told me that the ticket was for a mutilated or destroyed license, and that it was for a Kimberly Ann Perkins (That is NOT my middle name) and it was issued on a vehicle with South Carolina plates, and it was a big rig of all things! Do I freakin’ look like I drive a big rig?!?!?! The lady then told me that if a driver’s license is mutilated and they are unable to read the number, they send it to the DMV who then looks people up in their database who fit the name and date of birth. I guess I was the unlucky one, as this Kimberly Ann chick has the same date of birth as me. Of all the freakin’ luck!
She then tells me to go to DMV and explain the situation. So I took off from work and went to the DMV with my mom. The supervisor at DMV was an arrogant, rude beeeyotch. She treated me like I was a freakin’ criminal. Telling me that "how do I know you weren’t driving someone else’s car," and "you should have gotten something in the mail," and all this crap, basically trying to get rid of me. I was so pissed that I started crying (lol). And the lady was rude to my mom too. Ugh. She told me that the court had to fix this. Man, I was mad!
So, my mom and dad and I all went down to the court and spoke to them in person about this. I requested a hard copy of this ticket so I could see it. But I can’t get anything done about it til March 25th. I have to go before the judge and everything. All for something that I did not do!!!!!! I can’t believe this happened to me. But the supervisor at the court told me that DMV does this kind of thing all of the time. It is a scary thought.
So, now I have to have my mom take me to work and pick me up all week cuz I am too afraid to drive. I don’t want my ass landed in jail or something. It is so ridiculous! And just damned wrong.
So, be aware, all you California drivers. If it can happen to me, it can happen to anyone.
Where is that damned Irish luck anyway? I want some!
It all started when I went to Death Valley National Park on Saturday. I left at 5 am, and I got to the park around 8:30 am. It started out as a beautiful day. The sun was shining. Not a cloud in the sky. I did a small hike in the sand dunes first, then I went to Scotty’s Castle and then out to the Racetrack (Which, by the way, is 27 miles of a rocky, bumpy dirt road), then to Ubehebe Crater. Boy was it cold up there!!! It was starting to get cloudy and windy, and I had to pee soooooooo bad, so I headed back. On the way back to Stovepipe Wells, I got pulled over by the park ranger because apparently I was speeding. I didn’t realize it, because I hadn’t seen a speed limit sign anywhere, and I was looking at the scenery and not at my speedometer. Well, the ranger proceeds to run my driver’s license and he comes back and tells me, to my utter shock and horror, that it had been suspended!! I was like, WTF?!?!?!?! He tells me it had been suspended due to failure to appear on a traffic ticket. In 2006! I hadn’t had a ticket since 2001. And that was the only damned ticket I had ever had in my entire life. I was dumbfounded! The park ranger was nice. He let me off with a warning. But he told me he could have had me arrested and my car impounded. I was so upset, I wanted to cry. I didn’t have a clue. Not this whole time. Apparently I had been driving on a suspended license for over a year and a half without ever having been notified. I asked the ranger how they could do that without even notifying me and he told me that California doesn’t always tell people this kind of thing. Again, more shock. Needless to say, my day was ruined. I stuck around the park and went to Badwater, Devil’s Golfcourse, Furnace Creek and Zabriske Point too, since, well, I was already there, but it just wasn’t fun. I drove the whole way home with my cruise control set to the speed limit. I was paranoid - lol.
But, wait, it gets even better.
So I called the DMV this morning. The lady there told me there was nothing they could do. The court had to take care of it. She gave me the number, and I called the court. The lady on the phone at the court told me that the ticket was for a mutilated or destroyed license, and that it was for a Kimberly Ann Perkins (That is NOT my middle name) and it was issued on a vehicle with South Carolina plates, and it was a big rig of all things! Do I freakin’ look like I drive a big rig?!?!?! The lady then told me that if a driver’s license is mutilated and they are unable to read the number, they send it to the DMV who then looks people up in their database who fit the name and date of birth. I guess I was the unlucky one, as this Kimberly Ann chick has the same date of birth as me. Of all the freakin’ luck!
She then tells me to go to DMV and explain the situation. So I took off from work and went to the DMV with my mom. The supervisor at DMV was an arrogant, rude beeeyotch. She treated me like I was a freakin’ criminal. Telling me that "how do I know you weren’t driving someone else’s car," and "you should have gotten something in the mail," and all this crap, basically trying to get rid of me. I was so pissed that I started crying (lol). And the lady was rude to my mom too. Ugh. She told me that the court had to fix this. Man, I was mad!
So, my mom and dad and I all went down to the court and spoke to them in person about this. I requested a hard copy of this ticket so I could see it. But I can’t get anything done about it til March 25th. I have to go before the judge and everything. All for something that I did not do!!!!!! I can’t believe this happened to me. But the supervisor at the court told me that DMV does this kind of thing all of the time. It is a scary thought.
So, now I have to have my mom take me to work and pick me up all week cuz I am too afraid to drive. I don’t want my ass landed in jail or something. It is so ridiculous! And just damned wrong.
So, be aware, all you California drivers. If it can happen to me, it can happen to anyone.
Where is that damned Irish luck anyway? I want some!
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