Our second and third place contestants will receive... Scooby Doo band-aids!

This morning, I took the Glucose Challenge and I won! At least... I think I won. They're going to let me know. I guess they have to wait for the voting public to weigh in. Actually, come to think of it, I don't remember seeing any of the other contestants. Or any cameras. This is the worst reality show ever!

Well, that ate two hours out of my life. Actually, it ate a lot more, if you count all the time I spent thinking about food when I was supposed to be fasting 10-12 hours before the test. And if you count the fact that the horrible orangey glucose drink ate my soul. I HAVE NO SOUL! THAT STUFF WAS VILE! I'm pretty sure that it was the concentrate of McDonald's orange drink, rebottled for medical purposes. So what they did was steal all the blood out of my arm, force me to drink SOUL-EATING MCDONALD'S BEVERAGES, make me sit in the waiting room, reading a book and trying not to pass out as my body created more blood, then steal the rest of it two hours later.

In an effort to use my time off in the most efficient way possible, I set off to the county seat¹ to get my car stuff in order. So I went to the BMV to get my car's out-of-state inspection, where they told me that in order to register the car in Ohio, I was going to need two forms of identification including one with my social security number on it. None of my ID has my social security number on it! Not even my passport. It means that I would have to dig up my social security card, wherever that is. So they gave me directions to the Social Security Office so that I could get a new card. Well, this car has to be registered by early next month and I don't want to take any more time off work, so I guess I've got to do it.

I drove across town to the Title Office at the County Clerk's Office and chatted with the staff there. The husband of the woman who helped me had recently applied for a new Social Security card and she told me horror stories of the documents I'd have to provide... but she didn't have a phone number so that I could call ahead to find out what these documents were. Alas, back in the car.

I went over to the Social Security office, took my number, sat a while and was called to the window, where I found out that I could get my new card by providing a driver's license and just telling the clerk my social security number. HOORAY! HALLELUJAH! LET ANGELS REJOICE! I'm going to marry the social security clerk. Once I realized that I didn't have to drive back to Town I Live In to get my passport, the seemingly endless driving melted away and I realized: all of the lines I'd been in were short, I spent such a short time at the County Clerk's that I wasn't charged when I left the parking structure and everyone I'd dealt with was friendly and nice and happy. For all the driving around and bureaucracy (and the fact that I had to make two separate trips to the BMV), it could have been so much worse!

Documents in hand, I went back to the BMV, where I filled out all the necessary forms, paid my money, showed off my lovely forms of identification and registered my car in Ohio - and even registered to vote since I was already there. So now I have ultra-glamorous new Ohio license plates (*flips hair like Jan Brady*).

And it has just occurred to me that I'm going to have to find a way to put a license plate on the front of my car. Ooops. How does one do that?

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¹ "Seven, eight, nine, ten, fourteen, twenty-two, twenty-three miles to the county seat!" "Yes sir! Yes sir!"

srah - Wednesday, 22 February 2006 - 9:18 PM
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Comments (4)

gravatar Amanda - February 22, 2006 - 9:39 PM -

I recently had to deal with this problem as well. I saw license plate holders at both Target and Walmart, but they didn't look very sturdy, so I just bopped by a Honda dealership and gave them $10 for one that looked like it would stay on. If you flip your hair again and bat your eyelashes just right, you might be able to get them to put it on for you. At least on Hondas, there are many screws and it involves kneeling on the ground and twisting your body in odd directions.

gravatar Cari - February 22, 2006 - 11:10 PM -

my car had a front bracket hidden somewhere in the trunk, but I took it to the dealership too! Oooh...you get to vote in a red state. That's super exciting.

gravatar Cari - February 22, 2006 - 11:10 PM -

my car had a front bracket hidden somewhere in the trunk, but I took it to the dealership too! Oooh...you get to vote in a red state. That's super exciting.

gravatar Amy - February 23, 2006 - 7:58 AM -

The tricky part about getting a copy of your social security card is when you don't know the number you have already been assigned. I work with teenagers who have no idea what their number is, their parents have lost the original card, and in trying to get a duplicate have to try to determine what their number is - or provide all the horrifying documents they also can't find because their parents have lost them!!!!!!!

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