On Friday afternoon, a CD friend and I met to go shopping (enfemme, of course) at some of the local thrift stores. After a successful shopping round (I found several nice things) I decided to do something I had been putting off for awhile. I decided to go ahead and get a legal ID with me dressed as Phoebe. This would be very useful if stopped by the police for any reason, for going through security checkpoints, and also for using credit cards (which are all in my real name) when out dressed.
We got to the Georgia Drivers License office at about 4:30 PM. They close at 5:00, so it wasn't very crowded. The two of us walked in and I handed the receptionist my current driving license and told her I wanted to get an ID card. She entered something in her computer and gave me a number ticket and said to have a seat and then go to the desk that announces my number. In just a minute or two my number came up. The gentleman at the desk was very courteous and asked if I wanted a 5 year or 10 year ID. I asked what the difference in cost was. It was $ 20 for a 5-year and $ 35 for a 10-year one. I said I would just get the 5-year one. He asked if all the info on my current driving license was the same. I said, "Yes, everything but the picture." That didn't phase him a bit. He finished filling out a form, entered some data in the computer, and gave me another number and a form to wait again to get my photo taken and complete the process at another desk. Another wait of a minute or so and I was in line at the photo desk. It took a few minutes for the three or four people ahead of me to get processed and then it was my turn. I had to pay the $ 20, put my index fingers on a scanner for fingerprints, sign my name on another scanner, and finally face the camera. I was then told to wait a few minutes and they would call me when the ID was ready. A couple more minutes and a lady called my name and handed me my finished ID, and asked me to verify that my info was correct on it before leaving. I thanked her, checked it over, and my friend (who had been patiently waiting through all this) and I headed for the door. As we were about to leave, a supervisor and the receptionist wished us a nice day. I wished them one back as we went out the door.
The whole process of getting the ID had taken about 20 minutes. The whole time we were there, no one gave us a second look (not even the employees). And this was a fairly large processing center in the suburbs, with some 20 application desks inside. If you conduct yourself as a lady, people will treat you as one, even if they know otherwise.
Here's a photo of how I was dressed for the day (taken at one of the thrift shops) and of the ID card itself (with name, address, etc. deleted by me for security for posting here):
