I absolutely hate filling in forms of any sort, mainly because my hand-writing is barely legible. I would much rather fill in forms online, and submit them online, or simply print them to take in. I also hate dealing with government departments. In this post 9-11 world we live in, they no longer seem to trust you to be who you say you are.
There have been several occasions where on my 1 hour lunch break I have rocked up with my lifes worth of paperwork, scribbled out the form, taken a number, and sat listening to piped music waiting to be served. Only to find that I am missing one key peice of paperwork, I then have to drive home, get that the missing evidence, go back and go through most of the process again. I
recently has a problem trying to buy a mobile from 3. I rocked up, visa in my hand to buy a mobile. I did not want it on a plan, or to pay it off, I just wanted to buy the phone. It was disgusting how eager they were not to help me and insisted that I had my passport. The other forms of ID in my wallet were useless. Fuming, I had to go home, get that and then go all the way back.
This is part of the reason why in the three years I have been in Australia I have never applied for a Medicare card or Queensland drivers license. I tried to get my Queensland license about a year ago, and failed the practical test. I did not know the blood alcohol levels and hit a pedestrian in the stupid test that was created using MS Paint. This really put me off applying again. But today I phsyched myself up, made sure I has every document they could possibly want and headed back on my lunch break, took a number filled out the form, and waited for a few minutes until I was called. I then handed over my NZ license and asked to take the test again only to find out that the rules have changed.
NZ’rs no longer need to do the test, they can simply transfer it over, so after a few stamps, and a poloraid picture, I was walking out with a snappy platsic laminated license. They even transferred my motorbike licence as well.
I now feel like a true blue Aussie, with a fat wallet that I use to proudly hold my drivers license and Medicare card.