Major PIA

Do you have any idea what a pain in the ass it is to get rid of a car in Germany?!
Fuck me, I have been at it for 3 days!

I had to go to American customs where I sat for 25 minutes for them to print out some forms... the time was well spent by my daughter making good friends with a total stranger in the office named Margaret, whose car had caught on fire. She thought my daughter was just the cutest thing ever.... Hemi-mouth and all.

Then it was off to the guys who are buying the POS... well, taking it off my hands, as they aren't actually paying me for it, but they are giving me a credit, and sparing me the $75 in junking fees to the assholes at Ramstein. (I shan't rant about this now, but it is bullshit!) The guy filled out another handful of paperwork to take to my next destination.

German customs. Now the last time I had to deal with these pricks, it was 2 hours of the most harrowing and rude treatment I have ever seen in my fucking life... EVER. They made the DMV in Las Vegas look damned friendly... This time, It wasn't so bad. I think because I had the kids with me, and they figured they better clear me out ASAP, or they'd have to deal with a 7 and 8 year old raising hell in their offices.

And off again... Back to the buyer... again... jiggity-jig. This was day two, after the visit to PDoc, so I was already in a snit, having dealt with traffic and parking on the shittiest base parking system ever. I brought Dave (the buyer) the POS and said my goodbyes to it... called K2 to come pick me up, and waited there for 20 fucking minutes. Not done yet. Now I had to deregister the fucker. i.e., Let the U.S. Government know I no longer owed the vehicle... cause the customs forms for the dept. of agriculture is one part, the DMV/VPC is the cop-shop side of it... see? It's different. (WTF-EVAH)

When I got to the "new improved" Vehicle Processing Center, I stood in line to get sent away... I didn't have the title to the POS... so I had to come home and dig through my shit to find a 4 year old piece of paper. I went back today with the stack of papers I had collected, and finally have most of it done. That's MOST. I still have to take copies of the deregistration to the buyer. FUCK!

I am tired of this. I don't care if my new car blows the fuck up.... I will pay someone to run these shitty errands for me.