permit-test

Story time: My tripS to the dmv!

Let me tell you about my trips to the dmv last week.

It was a bright and sunny Friday. My mom was taking me to the dmv so I could take my permit test. Early that morning, I was eating breakfast and she asked me if there was anything I needed to bring to my appointment. I checked online and found the list of things I needed in order to apply for a driver’s license, such as my birth certificate, proof of address, etc. So, I tell my mom and I’m asking her if we can go ahead and put my paperwork together. She gets annoyed with me because she doesn’t feel like getting up to look for my birth certificate. This was at like 9 o’clock in the morning, and my appointment was at 3 in the afternoon, so I guess I was being too “eager” or what eva. She goes on rambling about how she knows what I need to bring, and about how she’s gotten her license before, and basically insinuating that I’m rushing her. So, I left alone.

The clock strikes 2:30, and my mom and I rush out of the house to head to the dmv. As we’re leaving the house I notice that she’s carrying a folder with what I assume are the required documents for my dmv appointment. I don’t question her, or look in the folder myself. All I could think about was my test and how I needed to remember how much would one be fined for littering, or what was one to do if they had approached a traffic signal that was blinking with red lights, or how long was one to signal before merging into the bike lane to make a right turn.

We make it to the dmv soon enough, and I go into the building, stand in line, and wait to be given the application for a CA driver’s license and my number in line. They call my number over the intercom, and I walk over to the window I was referred to, where I was to finish the check-in process before taking my permit test. This is where you have to present your birth certificate and proof of address, along with your application. I take that folder my mom was holding, remove my paperwork from it, and slap it on the counter in confidence. While the man spreads the papers across the counter to look at them, my mom realizes that she put my brother’s birth certificate in the folder instead of mine! For a moment I was so crushed and slightly irritated because I thought we were going to have to reschedule my appointment for another day, and I had been waiting so long for this moment. Not only that, but my mom was trying to play off the fact that she grabbed the wrong birth certificate after talkin’ all that smack in the morning when I wanted to do something responsibly for a change!

Thankfully the man laughed it off and wrote me an impromptu appointment time, allowing me to run home to pick up my birth certificate, and come right back in an hour. My mom and I did as such, however, this little delay wouldn’t have happened if she would’ve let me put my paperwork together in the morning.

Needless to say, I passed my written test with no problem!

my brother was taking me to take my permit test and on the way there he was quizzing me and well....
  • Brother: *points to highway patrol car* What kind of officer is that?
  • Me: Highway Patrol.
  • Brother: What do they have jurisdiction over?
  • Me: The highway.
  • Brother: And…?
  • Me: …Patrol?
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  • Brother: What exit did we just get off of?
  • Me: The building.
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  • Brother: When a semi truck pulls next to you, what do you do?
  • Me: Cry.
  • Brother: No crying on the road, the salt blurs your vision.
  • Me: Pray that your vision will be ok whilst crying.
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  • Brother: What highway are we on?
  • Me: The highest way highway.
  • Brother: *sighs*
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  • Brother: When you stop at a stop sign what do you do?
  • Me: Stop
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  • Brother: When you need to go uphill but the road is very icy how do you get uphill without slipping or losing control?
  • Me: Ask Jesus to take the wheel.
  • Brother: *sighs* No.
  • Me: Wait, you ask Jesus if his license is still valid and okay, then ask him to take the wheel.
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  • Brother: How do you parallel park?
  • Me: You do the thing and then park in a parallel fashion.
Passing Your Driving Test

Since I got my license this past week and passed this test with 100%, and my brother is getting his permit next week, I decided to write a couple posts on how to pass both tests. Here are a few tips I came up with to help you pass.

1. Prepare for Any Weather 

It was raining during my driving test and initially I was worried that I might not pass just because I didn’t have a lot of experience with driving in the rain. To avoid weather related nerves on test day, I recommend driving in the rain at least a few times before your test.

2. Know the Route 

If possible try to familiarize yourself with the area in which you will be testing. If you have to go to another city for the test drive around the DDS building to get used to the roads you’ll be testing on.

3. Don’t Overthink It

I know a lot of people worry about parallel parking & two-point turns but if you practice beforehand and focus on the steps you won’t have any trouble.

4. Take Driver’s Ed 

Yes, just like my suggestion from the last post about getting your permit, I recommend taking Driver’s Ed. You can get great deals on insurance by taking Driver’s Ed, plus you’ll be more educated about driving when you take to the road. Plus, if you take a thirty-hour classroom course and have had six hours of on-the-road training with a certified instructor you can test with your teacher instead of a stranger at the DDS.

Good Luck On Your Test! 

xoxo, 

Olivia aka the Pre-Law Princess

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1. Radio silence from me generally means I have fallen off the healthy eating / living wagon. In this case generalization is warranted. Bottom line = I suck. My lack of discipline is outstanding.

2. My son turns sixteen next week. He will be going to take his learner’s permit test that day. How can he be 16? This train is moving too fast…

3. The good news is that I still have a “net loss” for weight. It is a small one but I’ll take it.

4. Heading back to Vermont tonight. Looking forward to some snowmobiling and some fresh mountain air. (Not at the same time, of course… because… exhaust fumes.)

5. Staying late on a Thursday to help your boss with an important project means getting out early on Friday! Yipeee!