My father's been asking me about my driver's license around a year ago, after he sent me to driving school. Of course I was more than willing to go get my license, allowing me to get the sometimes great strain of commuting, with greedy buses galore, the occasional Live Show, and basically a 35 min. (sometimes 20 when I am pissed) trip turning into a 1-1.5 hr struggle.
But of course there's always my aunt to screw the party over, forbidding me to drive. The obvious is of course she is concerned that something might happen to me, but as with any parent there will be a plethora of other reasons to cover the real reason up. This time around she said that the car that I was going to get, a blue Toyota Corolla that has been with my family since time immemorial (good car though), is currently being used by one of my uncles as an alternative source of income, so whom am I to take it away? Riiiiiiight..
But when all of a sudden when my aunt told me that we were getting my license this summer, I was ecstatic, finally I was going to be free from the bondage of old buses that house a cockroach empire, but it was all too good to be true. Yes we were going to get my license, but I'm still not going to drive. Whoop-dee-doo. Well it is still a licenese. I can still drive, though I have to admit that I am going to be a bit rusty after not driving for at least a year.
But in truth I still had my doubts about getting a license. The previous year I had gotten my student's permit and I wasn't really keen on going back to that accursed LTO Las Piñas branch when I spent an entire day trying to get a puny student's permit which was only supposed to take up around have a day. Damn computer malfunctions eat up more time than that Kobayashi (world hotdog eating champion) at a hotdog eating contest. As the fixer for my license would tell me later on when I was going to get my non-professional license, the computers there came from the age of dinosaurs, back when the branch was still at City Hall, and that was a VERY, VERY long time ago. Gotta love that good 'ol red tape. Not.
So we tried going to the LTO as early as we could. Well, you know how much of a lazy ass I can be so we arrived there at around 7:45am. Not good. There we met up with our fixer who gave us the low-down about how business is around here. So we settled upon a of Php1500 that will hopefully breeze me along the process. With that 1.5k I passed both the written and the practical tests, well I am still going to be called but everything will be a formality, meaning even if I run over someone during the practical exam, I'm still going to get my license. But as much as possible I wanted to avoid the practical exam. And of course our fixer obliged. I'm looking for him when I renew my license. ^_^
So I started out with filling out some forms. And also I had the first f'ing pee drug test I've had in my life. It was quite amusing and at the same time uncomfortable though. Having to hold a bottle of my warm urine and handing it over to a somewhat cute intern was somehow.. meh.. XD
After that I thought I was going to have a medical, but lo and behold, some 'doctor' just signed my papers and I was good to go. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.... XD
Also required was my TIN or Tax Identification Number. Good thing there was a BIR stall there that provided you with your TIN number over the Internet. The had a f'ing Presario for Christ's sake, can't they upgrade the computers inside the branch? And during the course of obtaining my TIN, I think to myself that this number is one of the many ways that the man is keeping us in check. Meh, go figure.
That was all we could do for the day, unfortunately. If we were to push through, we would most definitely have to come back the next day, because as of 9am, sweet Jesus the lines were already damn long. So be it.
So with anticipation taking hold, me and my aunt go home and I spent the rest of the day taking in the awesomeness that is God of War II.
Taking in the lessons of yesterday, we decided to go there at an even earlier time. We arrived at around 6:40am. Yes boys and girls, THAT early. But again, to my great surprise there was already a considerable line ahead of me.
So after I received instructions from my fixer, I proceeded to the daunting task of getting my driver's license. I was to text him at regular intervals to update him on my progress, and I was to go through the process like everybody else, and then some. XD And I was not, under any circumstances to tell anyone who would've been curious enough to ask that I had a fixer. It is still illegal you know. XD
Step 1: Give the papers to Customer Service
Just give it right? That won't take up too much time right? Wrong, especially if the computer there stalls on you, and that very thing happened to me. Yay. Something as easy as that delayed by the apparent flaws of technology that was supposed to be helpful. Well of course if that technology is as old as you then that's going to be a problem. My only respite was the few pretty, mestiza girls who were also applying for their license. After what seemed an eternity I gave my papers and was given a number for the next step.
Step 2: Have your picture taken
After Step 1 I felt that I had gained a victory, but I soon sobered up when I saw that there were 5 more steps to go, not including this one. Well, since I was still of few people off, I decided to take a bathroom break, and I came running back when I heard my number being called, the last thing I need is to be pushed back an already long line. It was pretty quick though. I decided to put on my 'I am so fucking pissed right now but I know I'm going to be even more fucking pissed later' face. And of course, I wouldn't be disappointed. XD
Step 3: Go to WINDOW 6 and pay some fees shit and stuff
After this experience I never want to go near that dreaded Window 6 unless it is a matter of life and death. Here's the thing, all the transactions of the day funneled into one window + computers that get fucked up more often than I get to eat all my favorite foods COMBINED = a wait the no one in the right mind should ever have to endure. 2 hours my dear reader, TWO HOURS just waiting to pay Php93. All of a sudden a license became something trivial, useless, insignificant. If this is what one has to go through to get a license, then I would've backed off from the start. But we were already too deep into this, so there was no turning back.
Inabot pa kami ng lunchbreak, anak ng putaragis naman oo. Ok lang sana kung ako lang, eh kasama ko yung aunt ko, eh 'di puwede sa kanya yung babad sa init, matanda na rin kasi. At saka sino ba naman ang hindi maiinis sa ganitong sistema. Walang gustong maghintay ng 2+ oras para lang magbayad, tapos madami pa palang gagawin. Punyetaragis.
Step 4: Take written exam
The common theme in this crusade is that after every step I get a kind of second wind, and after a very long while it begins to suck and I get pissed, just to repeat itself in the next step. It was no different here.
A song that kept replaying itself in my mind was Bon Jovi's 'Living on a Prayer' because of its chorus. Whooooa, we're half way there! WHOOOOA, livin' on a prayer!!! When I heard my name being called out to take the written exam, I cursed under my breath and proceeded to the examination room. I thought it would only be a short wait until our batch would take the test, while waiting for the people preceeding us to finish. While waiting we were watching an LTO video about the general rules on the road and also the meaning of the many signs littering our roads. It was basically helpful, even for me, as I learned what the lines on the road finally mean. XD And we were provided with a reviewer of possible exam questions, of which could've passed for ancient papyrus scrolls, if not for the rusting staples.
But what is the LTO Las Piñas experience without the long, looooooooooong wait? Of course this had plenty of it! What was supposed to be a simple wait for the examiners ahead of us to finish became another test of my patience. The computer that was supposed to print out our individual questions sheets was, you guessed it, fucked up so it took quite a while for me to get my paper. But after I got my paper, I had a pleasant surprise waiting for me. The test was multiple choice, so most of you would've gotten your shotguns out, as would I, but not this time. When I looked at my answer sheets, on each of the items there was one choice with a *hint* ballpen mark *hint* on it. Now you see that 1.5k working now huh? HUH? XD
Step 5: Take practical exam
What practical exam? XD
Step 6: Pay remaning fees at WINDOW 6
Sweet Jesus.. KONTI NA LANG POTA *faints*
Step 7: Get the fucking license you wasted your entire day to get
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... 20 minutes of waiting felt nothing compared to the hours in the heat of the day. In finally getting that license, I felt llike I was graduating or something. The people I had originally started the day with were not to be found, they gave up and could not wait anymore. I persevered, I prevailed, I just simply rock. XD Of course it was very brave of my aunt to traverse the extreme heat in her health, where would I be without her? And in a show professionalism my fixer did not leave LTO until I got my license. So there, I am offcially allowed by the Government of the Republic of the Philippines to drive.
Quote for the day: "I shall cut your asunder your earthly bonds" ~ Dylan, Valkyrie Profile 2, before his Soul Crush
P.S. - Long post is loooooooooooooooooong.
P.S.P.S. - taenang proofreading yan
Currently listening to: God of War II soundtrack
Currently feeling: SHIEEEEEEEET