yotetrapper
Regular Member
I wish I had, at least an audio recording of the event. Lesson learned.
So my story goes ... Saturday morning I show up to the DMV, on Galletti, at about 8:30. I wait in a short info line and get my #. Then I made my way into the coffee shop and ordered a tasty spiced chai. I then proceeded to sit patiently for about an hour when I thought I heard my # get called. So I walked up to the window but found out it was not my #. As I turn to walk back to the seating area the guy working the window next door said something to the effect of, 'hay hang out here for a minute.' I just replied, "no I have a ways to go still" (motioned towards my ticket) and walked back to the seating area. I was sitting there for about 5-10 minutes when the same guy walked up to me and said, 'here come on.' I say, "are you sure? I've got a while to go" (holding up my ticket). He just says, "ya it's fine, come this way." He then escorts me to the security guard.
The security guard (I asked his name but he would not tell me.) Began telling me that weapons are not allowed in the building and there are signs in the door that say so. I replied to that by informing him the sign in the door refers to concealed weapons only. He strongly disagreed with that and said no weapons at all, because they don't know me or know who I am. To which I basically replied than none of that matters. The security guard then told me I need to go put it in my vehicle. I told him I can't secure a firearm in my vehicle, it is a jeep without doors. He then offered to let me put it in his locker in the back. I asked him why he would possibly want me to have to handle my firearm for no reason, in public, while it is already safely secured in its holster? He didn't really respond right away. But then he said if I didn't leave that he would trespass me. I immediately asked, "your going to trespass me from a public building I'm required to do business in?" So I asked to speak to a supervisor and he walked me over to the counter and the Saturday supervisor listened to my explanation of the situation and how the law works and why they have the "new" signs on the doors that correctly state no concealed weapons. I then asked, "so what are we going to do, the right thing, or...(motioned towards security guard)...? The supervisor said, "I'm gona go with him on this one." (Motioning towards the security guard) I couldn't believe it, actually I could but ... I couldn't believe it.
So now the security guard is escorting my out as I am telling him, you are wrong, I can't believe you don't know the rules, etc. (I was definitely more boisterous than I needed to be. Wish I could take that part back but....) Once we were out on the front steps he said I needed to step farther away from the building or he was going to trespass me. At that point all I could say was, "You know what? I'll just call the police. (I never, have, needed to, wanted to and always try to avoid any calling of police. Or any other emergency services for that matter) Do you know the non-emergency #?", I asked. And he said No, That I would probably have to look it up on the web or something. I just dialed 911 and asked for the non-emergency #. 911 dispatch was very polite about it.
Police dispatch however asked me what the situation was. I explained the basic situation and she said the security guard can trespass me from private property. I told her she was correct but the DMV is public property, not private and I Must conduct business here. Then she said, "O.... um... well... if the security guard says you need to leave, then you need to leave. I'm not sending a unit for that."
So frustrating!
I went and secured my firearm in a safe location and came back in. Like I said, I Had to be there that day. I was in a pretty ****** mood at this point but managed to strike up a pretty good conversation concerning entertaining redneck activities with someone else so fortunate as to be at the DMV on a beautiful Saturday morning. It was packed too. About 10 minutes in the security guard approached me and said, "if you follow me we can get you expedited through." With an, ok thanks, I followed him to a window where he asked where I put my gun. I told him it was none of his business. He asked twice more and twice more I told him it was none if his business. I also told him once again he dosent understand the law and I told him I will personally deliver him and his supervisor a copy of the DMV's 2011 internal letter explaining the signage change and the rules employees must abide by.
I was then helped with what I needed. While I was being helped I could see the supervisor, security guard and complaining clerk were having what looked like a serious chat.
Before I left I asked the Saturday supervisor for the head supervisor's contact information. She politely gave me the contact info for the field services manager. The clerk who had originally escorted me to the security guard was right there and asked, "is this because I had you escorted out?" I told him, "it sure is." And then I left.
I plan on writing a shorter, more elligant version of my complaint to the Field Services Manager, sighting the 2011 letter and personally delivering a copy of the 2011 letter and a fancy tri-fold OCDO pamphlet to the security guard and the acting manager....
Unless someone wiser and more knowledgeable than myself has a better idea or advise of any sort.
So my story goes ... Saturday morning I show up to the DMV, on Galletti, at about 8:30. I wait in a short info line and get my #. Then I made my way into the coffee shop and ordered a tasty spiced chai. I then proceeded to sit patiently for about an hour when I thought I heard my # get called. So I walked up to the window but found out it was not my #. As I turn to walk back to the seating area the guy working the window next door said something to the effect of, 'hay hang out here for a minute.' I just replied, "no I have a ways to go still" (motioned towards my ticket) and walked back to the seating area. I was sitting there for about 5-10 minutes when the same guy walked up to me and said, 'here come on.' I say, "are you sure? I've got a while to go" (holding up my ticket). He just says, "ya it's fine, come this way." He then escorts me to the security guard.
The security guard (I asked his name but he would not tell me.) Began telling me that weapons are not allowed in the building and there are signs in the door that say so. I replied to that by informing him the sign in the door refers to concealed weapons only. He strongly disagreed with that and said no weapons at all, because they don't know me or know who I am. To which I basically replied than none of that matters. The security guard then told me I need to go put it in my vehicle. I told him I can't secure a firearm in my vehicle, it is a jeep without doors. He then offered to let me put it in his locker in the back. I asked him why he would possibly want me to have to handle my firearm for no reason, in public, while it is already safely secured in its holster? He didn't really respond right away. But then he said if I didn't leave that he would trespass me. I immediately asked, "your going to trespass me from a public building I'm required to do business in?" So I asked to speak to a supervisor and he walked me over to the counter and the Saturday supervisor listened to my explanation of the situation and how the law works and why they have the "new" signs on the doors that correctly state no concealed weapons. I then asked, "so what are we going to do, the right thing, or...(motioned towards security guard)...? The supervisor said, "I'm gona go with him on this one." (Motioning towards the security guard) I couldn't believe it, actually I could but ... I couldn't believe it.
So now the security guard is escorting my out as I am telling him, you are wrong, I can't believe you don't know the rules, etc. (I was definitely more boisterous than I needed to be. Wish I could take that part back but....) Once we were out on the front steps he said I needed to step farther away from the building or he was going to trespass me. At that point all I could say was, "You know what? I'll just call the police. (I never, have, needed to, wanted to and always try to avoid any calling of police. Or any other emergency services for that matter) Do you know the non-emergency #?", I asked. And he said No, That I would probably have to look it up on the web or something. I just dialed 911 and asked for the non-emergency #. 911 dispatch was very polite about it.
Police dispatch however asked me what the situation was. I explained the basic situation and she said the security guard can trespass me from private property. I told her she was correct but the DMV is public property, not private and I Must conduct business here. Then she said, "O.... um... well... if the security guard says you need to leave, then you need to leave. I'm not sending a unit for that."
So frustrating!
I went and secured my firearm in a safe location and came back in. Like I said, I Had to be there that day. I was in a pretty ****** mood at this point but managed to strike up a pretty good conversation concerning entertaining redneck activities with someone else so fortunate as to be at the DMV on a beautiful Saturday morning. It was packed too. About 10 minutes in the security guard approached me and said, "if you follow me we can get you expedited through." With an, ok thanks, I followed him to a window where he asked where I put my gun. I told him it was none of his business. He asked twice more and twice more I told him it was none if his business. I also told him once again he dosent understand the law and I told him I will personally deliver him and his supervisor a copy of the DMV's 2011 internal letter explaining the signage change and the rules employees must abide by.
I was then helped with what I needed. While I was being helped I could see the supervisor, security guard and complaining clerk were having what looked like a serious chat.
Before I left I asked the Saturday supervisor for the head supervisor's contact information. She politely gave me the contact info for the field services manager. The clerk who had originally escorted me to the security guard was right there and asked, "is this because I had you escorted out?" I told him, "it sure is." And then I left.
I plan on writing a shorter, more elligant version of my complaint to the Field Services Manager, sighting the 2011 letter and personally delivering a copy of the 2011 letter and a fancy tri-fold OCDO pamphlet to the security guard and the acting manager....
Unless someone wiser and more knowledgeable than myself has a better idea or advise of any sort.
