What's with the DMV?

I got up early, my mission of the day was to go to the DMV and return the plates from my car so that I could take it off the insurance. I had the whole morning planned out in my mind. I hopped on the train raced down the street only to be halted by a line of people curling around the block waiting for the DMV. The line was so long I could not even see the entrance to the building. I stood there for a moment, armed with my plates, and then I started pacing up and down the line. I had given myself 30 minutes to do the DMV thing and now it looked like it could be potentially the whole day. I gotto get to work, so I left the line which I did not even attempt to stand on (I hate long lines) and decided to return on another day.