Look -- I've had a driver's license and owned a car in four other states before I moved to KCMO. I have NEVER, EVER encountered this level of insanity in trying to get everything switched over. In fact, I haven't yet been to the DMV because I've been conducting a scavenger hunt all over town collecting my necessary documents.
The courthouse stop was for the "statement of non-assessment," which, uh, to a non-resident means exactly...nothing. I dutifully checked the Jackson County website, and all I could locate was that new residents needed to appear in person, no mention of documents or process. Like a couple of idiots, the husband and I packed up all the paperwork we'd put together for the DMV proving our identities and that we live here now, drove around in circles looking for street parking for regular people (not for the police, as their HQ is right there), and walked a couple of blocks to show up around 11:15am.
Of course, this being the new era of COVID-19, in addition to the "security theater" metal detector, there is now "health theater" in the form of (1) temperature check at the door, sticker to wear provided upon passing (2) questions about your symptoms, with a sign helpfully telling you to not to answer yes unless you want to be screened as positive, and (3) mask required for entry, but don't worry, lots of workers and other visitors aren't wearing them properly or just take them off after coming in the door. Then the line for property tax runs all the way down the hall and back up, with only a few people at a time let upstairs in the elevators, where you wait some more to talk to world's crabbiest receptionist. It took us TWO HOURS to reach the receptionist, at which point she rudely informed us that we needed proof that DID NOT previously live in Missouri -- which, again, makes no sense to someone not from here -- and ejected us.
Armed with the proper documents, we returned a week later at 7:45am. It still took us over an hour after they opened at 8am to get through to the receptionist (who was even ruder and pettier than the previous one, yelling at everyone about where to stand in line), eventually sent back to a window, and actually receive our single piece of paper that this entire exercise was after. Of the ten windows, 4 were staffed and only 2 were taking customers, some of whom still didn't have their documents in order despite the receptionist, and the workers slowly and painfully typed everything in by hand, with multiple errors that we had to point out and correct. NO WONDER it took forever.
Thanks to this process, we've wasted $4 in parking, close to 4 hours of time including driving, parking, walking, and waiting, and been exposed to who knows how many people. All this so that NEXT YEAR we can pay what the worker estimated as $75 in taxes, since our cars are not remotely new. It is now my goal to never buy or sell a vehicle as long as we live here, because I simply cannot do this again. read more