BMV

Whoa… this is the worst BMV I’ve ever been to.
I wound up here because the big shiny BMV on W Broad was closed (WHO KNEW IT CLOSED?!), and I found myself fighting against the clock to make it here before they closed at 5. Let me tell you, if you arrive a second late – they will shut you down!
This BMV is a hot stinking mess.
They used to have a number system, where people could just sit and wait for their number to be called, but that machine is now visibly broken with a trashy sign taped over it. This sign points to more handmade signs taped on chairs in the middle of the room. These signs point to another trashy sign hanging on the ceiling giving instructions. Oh, and there’s some type of message spelled out in giant tape letters on the floor.
GIANT TRASHY SIGNS TAPED EVERYWHERE.
So instead of neat and orderly service, everyone waits in never-​ending lines of chaos. Oh, and if you didn’t bring cash or check, you’re going to have to get out of line and go to their ATM and pay the $ 3.50 fee.
Why 2 stars instead of 1? The people working in this shithole are absolutely lovely. Like, super friendly and casual. I actually felt bad for them having to work in such a dump.
Do everything absolutely possible to avoid this BMV, but if you end up there anyway – at least the people are nice.