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| - Strolling into Beddington Registry is a bit like walking into Jed Clampett's cottage with a few people hanging around, perhaps coming in from a hike in the park or from sitting on the front porch for awhile. The place is retro with old celings, walls, floors and furniture. There are few signs, so you wonder if you are in the right place. I thought I was at Jed's place for sure. The ticketmaster outlet is off to your left as you enter. It is an old sign attached by some string. Straight ahead is a set of retro old couches followed by a clear lane. On either side, old dark desks and chairs for customer interactions. The service is likely from a bad twilight zone episode. No one much talks to you, provides additional information or even says 'Hi" or "I will be right with you" or "Good luck on your road test today" or "Thanks for coming in today." The dress code for staff is beyond casual. You wonder if this is how people look when they eat their breakfast on a Sunday morning. To be fair, there are few, if any line-ups at this place. You are likely to get served rather promptly. It is easy to see and hear why now. I did get what I required but I had to ask lots of questions as the communication was Twilight Zoning often. They do not have pay machines at each desk, so you have to go to another desk to pay - saving costs I presume. As my transaction was being processed, I wondered if this place was legit. Another Twilight Zone moment. In the end, I wondered whether this place belonged in Nanton or Trochu or some small southern Alberta town. It doesn't fit with big city Calgary. So there. The truth is out there now. Enjoy your day.
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