We're Not Twenty-One, But The Sooner We Are, The Sooner The Fun Will Begin.

I cannot believe this. My life is one SNAFU after another.

My 21st birthday, the most monumental of all birthdays thus far, is in a week. Today I went to the MVA to secure a valid form of ID so that I could order drinks at midnight on my birthday, in New York, etc. I elected to get a State ID card instead of a new permit...bad idea. First of all, I almost couldn't get anything because they rejected my second proof of residence. After my father and I brainstormed, he showed them his driver's license, which they accepted as proof of residence. Keep in mind that I also had my birth certificate and Social Security card (which my mother had over-nighted to me). Their not accepting both of my proofs of residence was ridic. Anyway, I waited an hour and a half to meet with the person who I thought would supply me with my ID. After we went through all the questions, took my picture, etc, she decides to THEN say,
"You know we have to mail it, right?"
"Um...no. No one told me that. How long does it take?"
"7-10 business days."
".....................We can't pick it up somewhere?"
"No. If you're older than 18 we have to mail it."
I then turn around and walk away. My poor dad has to thank her.

I find this RIDICULOUS. So then I realize that I can just go take the permit test tomorrow morning at the MVA and get an ID that way. So I talk to my sister and she says it may not be legal to have both. I then do some google-ing to discover if that's true. Of course it is.

I'm screwed.

Even though expired IDs aren't allowed, I really hope that the restaurants/bars accept it, understanding that it is my birthday and that I have my birth certificate.

SNAFU.