Very funny!!! 

True story here.  Last year, after taking and passing the motorcycle safety course, I went to the the local BMV to have my endorsement added to my license.  After being there for at least 2 hours waiting in line and then waiting because the photo machine wasn't working correctly, they gave me my new license.  As they handed it to me they told me to look it over and make sure everything on it was correct.  At first glance everything seemed to be ok.  For 40 yrs of my life I lived in a different state, so for 24 yrs I was used to knowing where everything was on a different license.  So in looking it over I was trying to find where they put the endorsement for a motorcycle.  And guess what, it wasn't even on the license that I had waited 2 hrs to get in the first place.  So another half hour later and having to have my picture taken again, I finally walked out with my correct license.  I'm sure everyone has a story they can tell about going to the BMV, and that's mine!!

These bloody departments must be the same world over. They all must go to the same school in Dumbville.