Service with a smile

My Virginia driver’s license expires on Thursday, forcing me to apply for a Wyoming license.

I have nothing against carrying a Wyoming license, and if fact, I think the reciprocity laws might even require that I carry one after living here for one year—or maybe even before—at which time I become an “official resident” of the state.

My issue is the nightmare that is the Virginia DMV—having to queue-up before the DMV opens at 8 A.M., and then having to sit and wait—and wait—and sit, if one somehow manages to queue later down the line.

I don't ever remember seeing a sign like this at the VADMV

But then the VADMV is 4 x as large, so maybe I missed that
warm and welcoming sign to be ever so helpful... 

The Virginia DMV has a process by which you can renew on line, but I don’t think it applies to someone with an out-of-state license, like from the great state of Wyoming.

All of this is not to say that we will be heading back to the Old Dominion.

We have no plans for that now, nor for any time in the foreseeable future.

It’s just that everyday life occurrences, tasks and events are so much easier here I have mini nightmares about how much less pleasant certain tasks can be beyond the borders of this beautiful and barely populated state.

Everyone is so kind and helpful, and pleasant.

Well, I am sure there are unpleasant folk here, but I have yet to encounter them.

Then again, I went shopping at K-Mart this afternoon—and not a very good K-Mart at that.

Sigh...

Anyway, thought I would share some photos of my afternoon at the Laramie DMV late Friday afternoon…

No one to  the left...

And no one to the right...

There are three of these, but two of the employess were at lunch

The view across the street and as you step out the door

Another view directly across the street

The vista behind the Laramie DMV

That's my DMV...