I went to the Dept. of Vital Stats.
They refused to raise my CHA.
So, instead, I took a piece of paper that swears I was borned an American. I looked all over it just to make sure I wasn't adopted or an immigrant from Mars. But it looks certified so I guess it's right.
Anyways, I needed that because with the office move, they're neatening up paperwork and I guess they suddenly realized that they didn't actually have copies of the new Homeland Security Dept. of Agriculture ATF DEA M-O-U-S-E approved form thingies where you show ID from column A and column B.
I picked fried rice or General Tso's chicken. They said not that kind of column A and B. So, I needed either a social security card (which apparently disappeared a couple of moves ago and requires a signed certified Act Of Gawd to replace, and they mail it to a black hole or your mailbox, depending on the exact phase of the moon) or my birth cert, which I knew I could get for $10 and a half-hour's wait.
Amazingly, they were really fast-- I gave them my app, ID, and the $10 in cash, and the lady went tappity-tap-tap, click click, and then handed me a receipt off the printer. I was asking "Can I wait and get the copy..." and she handed me the birth certificate off the printer, already certified.
So now I'm home and it's about bedtime. I saw the new dome *spit* on the Capitol. I'm not impressed; it looks just like every other damn capitol now.
(For those not aware of Oklahoma history, for many years we were the only state WITHOUT a dome on the capitol building.)
They refused to raise my CHA.
So, instead, I took a piece of paper that swears I was borned an American. I looked all over it just to make sure I wasn't adopted or an immigrant from Mars. But it looks certified so I guess it's right.
Anyways, I needed that because with the office move, they're neatening up paperwork and I guess they suddenly realized that they didn't actually have copies of the new Homeland Security Dept. of Agriculture ATF DEA M-O-U-S-E approved form thingies where you show ID from column A and column B.
I picked fried rice or General Tso's chicken. They said not that kind of column A and B. So, I needed either a social security card (which apparently disappeared a couple of moves ago and requires a signed certified Act Of Gawd to replace, and they mail it to a black hole or your mailbox, depending on the exact phase of the moon) or my birth cert, which I knew I could get for $10 and a half-hour's wait.
Amazingly, they were really fast-- I gave them my app, ID, and the $10 in cash, and the lady went tappity-tap-tap, click click, and then handed me a receipt off the printer. I was asking "Can I wait and get the copy..." and she handed me the birth certificate off the printer, already certified.
So now I'm home and it's about bedtime. I saw the new dome *spit* on the Capitol. I'm not impressed; it looks just like every other damn capitol now.
(For those not aware of Oklahoma history, for many years we were the only state WITHOUT a dome on the capitol building.)