I spent my entire Monday attempting to register my chainsaw bikes, to no avail.
Here's how it went: I got there bright and early so I'd only have to wait an hour or so in line. I expected that. Our local branch is always full to the hilt.
Once I got to the counter, neither clerk knew exactly how to help me. Quite the song and dance number trying to figure out exactly what I had to do. After a lot of confusion and misunderstandings, I was given a moped registration form and equipment inspection slip and told to go to the police station.
Upon arrival at the police station, the woman at the desk seemed genuinely upset that I interrupted her water cooler conversation. She picked the phone up as if to do something, then told me to go to the Sheriff's department. "We don't do that here", she said. (Funny that's where I went for my inspection on my car...)
The Sheriff's office is under construction along with the rest of the county building, so I had to park two blocks away and risk my bike being stolen, only to be told to go back to the police station.
I've got all the required equipment, I followed all the rules, and still- got me nowhere.
If they don't want to be bothered to do their jobs, I understand now why this city is in such rough shape. If they didn't plan to give me a plate in the first place, they could have at least been upfront about it.
I'm only trying to follow the law, and avoid trouble on my bike. I was very patient and nice about this whole thing, but I feel like an entire day of my life was wasted. I can't get that back. I don't have a week to stand in various lines only to be denied anyway. Michigan, you can shove that moped plate.
Here's how it went: I got there bright and early so I'd only have to wait an hour or so in line. I expected that. Our local branch is always full to the hilt.
Once I got to the counter, neither clerk knew exactly how to help me. Quite the song and dance number trying to figure out exactly what I had to do. After a lot of confusion and misunderstandings, I was given a moped registration form and equipment inspection slip and told to go to the police station.
Upon arrival at the police station, the woman at the desk seemed genuinely upset that I interrupted her water cooler conversation. She picked the phone up as if to do something, then told me to go to the Sheriff's department. "We don't do that here", she said. (Funny that's where I went for my inspection on my car...)
The Sheriff's office is under construction along with the rest of the county building, so I had to park two blocks away and risk my bike being stolen, only to be told to go back to the police station.
I've got all the required equipment, I followed all the rules, and still- got me nowhere.
If they don't want to be bothered to do their jobs, I understand now why this city is in such rough shape. If they didn't plan to give me a plate in the first place, they could have at least been upfront about it.
I'm only trying to follow the law, and avoid trouble on my bike. I was very patient and nice about this whole thing, but I feel like an entire day of my life was wasted. I can't get that back. I don't have a week to stand in various lines only to be denied anyway. Michigan, you can shove that moped plate.