DieselGotKelly

Marriage is HARD.  It starts with the name change.  It sounds simple enough:  you go to Social Security, get your name changed, then go to the DMV and use your SS card to get your new driver’s license.  The only problem is that the government seems to have no regard for the fact that people actually WORK during the 8-6 timeframe.  Having the well-being of the greater population in mind, they set up their business hours to coincide exactly with the time when people canNOT go to their office:  9am-4pm with a one hour lunch break; that’s a full-time schedule for a government employee.  And not only that, there is simply no sense of urgency in any of these government agencies.

Never mind that you have to work.  I took a day off to get everything out of the way.  A big black lady with unnecessarily long nails tried to type in my new name.  Not with her fingers, but with her nails (since the long nails got in the way between her fingers and keyboard).  After a long time, I finally get instructed to go to the picture line.  “Kelly Sale-Ch0w,” they call out.  “Who is Kelly Sale-Ch0w?,” I ask myself.  It can’t be me, because I handed her a piece of paper with my name, EXACTLY as it should appear.  But no, she typed in Sale-Ch0w.  So I have to go back to the last line.  Miraculously, the process is done, and I have a new license.

Needless to say, the headaches don’t stop there. Trying to change your name over the phone proves to be even more difficult.  Out of the 6 cards for which I requested new cards with my married name, exactly ONE arrived.  One was for a “Kelly Ch0w-Sales” and “Kelly Ch0w-Fale.”  Who the heck are these people???