Argh!! F'ng DMV

[silentbob]

I had a motorcycle stolen 6 years ago and the state of California is sending me to the Franchise Tax Board for collection on unpaid registration.  I have filled out numerous forms, talked to the DMV, the FTB, and the police.  I have mailed copies of the police report to the DMV.  I have done everything I can do without having access to their computer systems so I can get the police to press the right f'ng button on their computer to let DMV know it is stolen.  They still insist that I should continue to pay registration on a bike that I don't own.  They say that without a new registered owner it still belongs to me.  So I filled out another release of liability with as much information as I have on the new owner.

[herm]

could you declare the bike to be totaled, sent to a salvage yard...........etc...?

[Popeye the Sailor]

 

[Rob Hilding]

Too subtle - they'll never understand

[swampduc]

 
So DMV's everywhere are that stupid, not just down here.

[Spike]

That sucks. How about filling out the form and attaching a copy of the police report? Good luck.

[hbliam]

There is no button the police push. It's a DMV issue. The police report (CHP 180) is filed with the State and the vehicle is entered into the SVS (Stolen Vehicle System). After that it's all DMV. I would set an appointment online, then go in with all your paperwork and demand to see a supervisor. You might also go to your local PD, let them know of the problem, and ask them if they can "run" the vehicle and give you a copy of the DOJ hit that shows it's listed as stolen. The hit will have the original reported date on it. If they wont do that for you let me know.

[alligator]

When the guy I sold my first bike to didn't register the title, I had to file an affidavit with the DMV.  That took care of it and I never heard anything about it again.  Have you tried that?

[Bun-bun]

I had an employee register his vehicle with DMV under my name last year in order to get plates (His license was revoked.) without my knowing it. I found out when DMV sent me a letter asking me to provide proof of insurance.
I explained the situation.
They threatened to suspend my license if I didn't insure the vehicle.
I explained the situation.
They scheduled a hearing.
They postponed the hearing.
I never heard from them again.

Now, I'm involved in trying to explain to my city government why I don't owe personal property tax on the damn thing.

[Rob Hilding]

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Now, I'm involved in trying to explain to my city government why I don't owe personal property tax on the damn thing.

See solution in original post

[Bun-bun]

See solution in original post

Tried something like that. Didn't work.
Too subtle.

[BastrdHK]

I had similar frustrations trying to avoid a suspension for a ticket that had been dismissed.  The DMV and my city's Clerk of Court office are literally a flight of stairs away from each other.  Who had to do 6 months of passing paperwork back and forth between the two.......me!!!   You would think that one tiny little cable between the two would bring the bright, beautiful world of technology to bear, but no.  We wonder why our country is trillions of dollars in debt.....because government agencies and their employees operate as if their services are privileges to citizens......instead of run like a business that must be efficient to survive.

In the end, the State Trooper was more knowledgeable and helpful than the staff that worked in either office everyday.

[herm]

When the guy I sold my first bike to didn't register the title, I had to file an affidavit with the DMV.  That took care of it and I never heard anything about it again.  Have you tried that?

had the same thing happen when i sold my first monster. the guy bought it with the intent to resell in his area (for more i guess,.)
local gvt tried to pin me for $$$ because he never titled it in his name.

they stopped bugging me when i showed them the signed bill of sale.

[abby normal]

when i brought the 851 in from out of state, the fat F-ing POS biotch from DMV couldn't bend over far
enough to read the engine number.  then her 4 inch long nails made the entries on the paperwork virtually
undecipherable.

DMV ... public assistance for the retarded.

[grandpa nate]

The DMV is where assholes go to die.  No matter how prepared you think you are, something is always going to go amiss.