California ID... Done

As previously mentioned, I did get a California ID.  After stressing about whether they'd take my Idaho ID away from me, cause it seemed to me one isn't allowed to hold multiple state ID's, and being prepared to fight to the death to keep it, cause HELLO, I had to fly home and airlines require picture ID's... it was a moot point. 

They did ask to see my shiny new certified birth certificate, which I proudly showed them.  Fine, dandy.  Then he noted that the last name didn't match because the application had my married name (ex, but still use it).  Very clever of him.  So then he asked for my marriage license to show that I had a right to use the name.  I flipped thru my notebook, sure of having it.  Couldn't find it.  COULDN'T find it.  My stomach thudded to the floor... not another plane ticket wasted because I don't have the right paperwork?  Finally, I found it.  Whew.  Then there was confusion cause my shiny new Idaho ID had my hypenated maiden name/married name. 

This is difficult without using my real name. 

Certified Birth Certificate..... Susie Q Qutie

Name I Use.....                           Susie Q McShadow

Application for DMV.....             Susie Q McShadow

Idaho ID.....                               Susie Q Qutie/McShadow

(why the HELL I added my maiden name to my Idaho ID I'll never know, as it has been my policy not to use it as it's my father's last name, and he is a child molester, but hey.  Maybe Im healing.  Whatever). 

So when I sign things, I usually sign them Susie Q McShadow, knowing that the Q can represent either my middle name or maiden name. 

This is all ridiculous.  What ended up happening is that I had to say yes, I do use other names as alias's, and be done with it.  On a pleasant note, he said I'd have the hard copy in about 2 weeks - which is alot better then the internet telling me it'd be 6 weeks. 

When I went to the airport to fly home again, I had zero memory of my flight time, etc.  Also zero memory of the fact that I had all the information in my palm pilot.  I DID remember exactly where I left the paper I had all the info typed on... on Ben's bookcase.  The lady checking me in was not happy when she couldn't find my flight.  Something to do with the fact that I told her Susie McShadow, and I had again, for some crazy reason, bought the ticket with Susie Qutie/McShadow.  Altho, in my defense, she was looking at my Idaho ID, which had the name right, so she should have gone by that, and not by what I said.  Dumb bitch.  She was mean to me.  She absolutely was not going to suggest what I should do when a passenger thinks she's supposed to be flying that day, since she could not find my name anywhere, except to say I must be mistaken and flying on another day.  After about a half hour, it was I who asked if the tag on my luggage would have any info that would help her.  Why yes indeed it would.  It would have my confirmation number.  Dumber bitch. 

Then I got in the plane and envied the one parked next to me. 

The plane I was in didn't have a picture of the Golden Gate Bridge on it.  It's a little worrisome that there seems to be a hand flipping the bird too, tho.  It's a cactus, people! 

Ben called to see how I was and had the audactity to suggest it was the Rice Crispy Treats that made me sick.  I think not.  It was the egg noodles I made on ... Friday afternoon.   He should be ashamed of even suggesting it was my beloved Rice Crispy Treats.  And here I was gonna write a nice post about him.  Hmmphh.

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Comments

[Greenishlady]

You seem better. Glad to see it. And congrats on getting that ID finally.