Where to begin... Wow.
Have you ever experienced something so awful that it just left you speechless? That was my experience with these folks today.
Only some of the staff were wearing masks (including people that were on the floor interacting with customers, and the security staff who literally have to interact with every person that walks in the door. Yikes).
The tall lightskinned lady with a short curly hair who checked me in was a godsend, and the only reason that this trip wasn't a complete nightmare. She helped me as best as she could, but with a useless set of coworkers, it's kind of hard to get anything done.
I just moved (back) to MD and brought literally every piece of documentation I had to get a new license and register my car in the state. When you go on the MVA website, it gives you a list of documents to bring before confirming your appointment. The first person (heavyset dark skinned black girl) had an issue with my documentation, and told me that I couldn't my license or order my personalized license plates today. She told me that I would have to go to Glen Burnie for the personalized plates, which I found later (from another of her colleagues who actually completed my vehicle registration transaction) was not true. All I have to do is go on MVA's website and order the plates myself. No additional visit necessary.
This chick clearly did not come to work, and I don't think she understood her job very well either, because over the course of the next several hours while I was waiting to get my business handled, I saw her keep getting up to ask colleagues to show her how to perform various functions in the system.
Anyway, she was ready to send me home empty-handed, but no ma'am. We were going to get SOMETHING done today. I asked her to tell me what I COULD accomplish during this trip, given that I bought practically every piece of identification known to man with me. She seemed unwilling to provide me with that information, so I asked to speak to her supervisor, who told me that I could at least complete the vehicle registration portion of my visit. Fine. The supervisor gives me paperwork and makes me wait in line again.
Great.
After waiting an hour, they still haven't called my number. I happen to see the same lady with the short hair who checked me and for assistance, and I asked her to help me. She managed to put me back in the system and after another few minutes, my number was called. This guy started my transaction and asked me for an additional piece of information that was not on the list I've required documents: the registration for my car. I told him that I would have to run to my car and get it. He told me I needed a pass and asked his supervisor to write one.... And he informed me that I would have to get back in line. Again.
Great
The same supervisor from before (a short, heavyset Hispanic woman) whines and complains about having to write it (she literally just had to sign her name at the bottom of this little slip of paper), and before handing the slip over to the guy, she gets on the intercom to announce to everyone that she will not be writing anymore passes and that if someone doesn't have documentation then they'll have to reschedule their appointment....All because she didn't feel like doing her job.
Passive aggressive much?
I politely informed her that if the state of Maryland had given me an accurate list of all the documentation I needed in the first place, we wouldn't be in this situation right now.
Imagine not doing your job simply because you don't feel like it and inconveniencing people to the point where they have to take more time out of their busy day to return to this hellscape in order to complete their business. The audacity...
Long story short, pack your patience... And probably a face shield. These people clearly don't care about helping customers, and they definitely don't care about our safety. read more