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Topic: Fun With Bureaucracy
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Dave Thomer
Guardian of Peace and Justice in the Galaxy
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posted 02-01-2002 12:38 AM
   
OK, so Dave's wife is gonna have a baby. Dave figures it's time get off his butt and get his driver's license. Downloads the application forms from the Web, sets off to take the permit test.Trip 1: The Pennsylvania Department of Transportation takes only checks or money orders. Dave left his checkbook at home. Dave goes home. Trip 2: Dave goes to Center City DMV, waits in line, takes permit test, passes permit test, sits down to wait for permit. Guy at desk tells Dave that the physician who signed the application, affirming that Dave has no medical problems to prevent his driving, left off her phone number and address. Dave will have to come back, but he won't have to take the test again. Trip 3: With a snowstorm on the way, pattie offers to take Dave to a closer DMV branch. (The Center City one is easier to get to via mass transit.) Dave waits in line, explains situation, is told that he has to go back to the branch where he took the test. Trip 4: After a brief conversation with the front desk attendant who does not quite grasp what I'm trying to ask him, Dave goes back to the desk where he was told to come back, explains situation, hands over check, receives permit. I can't wait to try and take the driving test, once I feel ready for that. All this said, however, I'd still rather deal with the DMV than the folks in charge of my university funding sometimes . . . |
Earl Green
True Believer
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posted 04-18-2002 07:09 PM
Oy vey. Want fun with bureaucracy? We recently had some problems with my group health insurance from work, problems to the tune of "we won't even let you do an office visit without paying up the $6,000 bill your insurance has refused to touch."<Scooby Doo>Ruh?</Scooby Doo> So I call the insurance folks and discover that I'm not Earl Green, married to Jan, living in Fort Smith, Arkansas. I'm Earl Green, with an ex-wife and a kid, living in Conway. About 20 years older than I am. I am also in the insurance company's database as Earl Green, living at the tornado-blasted address I left five years ago about this time, and still working for the Fox station that employed me back then. It's like Doctor Who - I'm here in the same place in three different time zones! Grrrrrrr. |
Pattie Gillett
True Believer
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posted 05-09-2002 05:49 PM
I've got one for you. When I first found out I was pregnant, I asked my boss if I could have the company maternity leave policy in writing to cover my bases (for some ungodly reason, they had neglected to include the policy in the employee handbook). After some hemming and hawing, he directed my to the HR manger. She wanted to know why I wanted that information. Gee, I replied, I figured that was obvious given the fact that I'm building a person! Well, maybe i ddin't say that, but I thought it. Anyway, she then requested that I submit my request to have the policy in writing - in writing to her! To quote Jon Stewart, "what the huh?" [This message has been edited by Pattie Gillett (edited 05-09-2002).] | |
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