L.A. DRVNGBook NowAfter exchanging several messages about documentation and the licensing process, Tarsis and I met at the Hawthorne DMV about an hour before his test. We ran the simulation in my car, I pointed out a few things to correct, and then we went inside to check in.
The line for scheduled appointments was enormous. And, as tends to happen, when we finally reached the front, the attendant sent us to a different window.
Once we got back to the car and joined the test queue, we waited another 45 minutes. But that time wasn't wasted — we talked about things we had in common, about the experience of immigrating to a foreign country, being far from friends and family. By the time the examiner arrived, Tarsis had settled his nerves.
He came back with a pass.
Then we went back inside to get the interim license — and, in classic DMV fashion, a new problem appeared. His photo wasn't in the system. He had to take it again. Fortunately, that was the only hiccup.
About four hours after we'd arrived, we walked out with his license.
Despite everything taking far longer than expected, Tarsis was genuinely satisfied. He said: "If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have passed at all."
That kind of recognition is what makes this work so rewarding. Congratulations, Tarsis.
