The Manhattan Zoo, AKA the DMV

I derived much satisfaction from the scene observed at the 34th St. DMV: people of all colors, social scenes, moral and religious creeds forced to stand in line, or sit on a wooden bench waiting for the right number to flash across the billboard.
Even to *gasp* sit at a school desk and mark little letters with real pencils.
Which begs the question: do politicos and celebrities do their own DMV'ing?