
People think notarizations are boring. Most of the time, they are â until theyâre not.
In Oregon, Iâve seen everything from signings done in half-finished basements to documents covered in cat paw prints. As a mobile notary, Iâve learned that if it can happen, it probably will â usually right after I say, âThis should only take ten minutes.â
So, gather âround. Itâs spooky season, and Iâve got stories.
đ 1. The One With the Chicken
It was supposed to be a simple travel consent form. I arrive, set up my clipboard, and out of nowhere comes the sound of clucking â loud, persistent, and very close.
The signer smiles. âDonât mind her, sheâs part of the family.â
Enter: a live chicken. On the table. Watching every move I make.
Apparently, she was the âemotional support animal.â I donât judge, but I did have to gently explain that witnesses have to be human.
We finished the signing while the chicken pecked at the corner of a notary stamp I now keep as a memento.
Lesson learned: When someone says they have âone witness,â always clarify the species.
đŚ 2. The Moving Truck Signing
If thereâs one thing about mobile notarization in Tillamook County, itâs that I go where the people are â and sometimes, theyâre mid-move.
This particular signer had packed everything. Weâre talking boxes stacked to the ceiling, Wi-Fi unplugged, house echoing like a haunted cave.
So where did we end up signing?
The back of a U-Haul, with a cardboard box for a desk and a camping lantern for light.
Every few minutes, a gust of wind would slam the truck door, and both of us would jump like we were in a horror film.
Lesson learned: Notarizations can happen almost anywhere, but the back of a moving vehicle is still low on the list of âideal settings.â
đ 3. The Engagement Surprise
I thought I was there to notarize a simple affidavit. Halfway through, the signer starts fidgeting, looking between me, the paper, and their partner. I assume itâs nerves â until they drop to one knee.
Right there, in the middle of the notarization.
Ring out. Tears. Applause from absolutely no one but me and my stamp.
I wasnât sure whether to congratulate them or finish the acknowledgment first. I went with both.
Lesson learned: When youâre a notary, expect surprises. And apparently, proposals.
đ§ď¸ 4. The Rain-Soaked Refinance
If youâve ever lived on the Oregon Coast, you know âcovered porchâ doesnât mean much in October. The signer insisted itâd be fine â âweâll be under the awning!â
By page three, the awning was dripping like a leaky faucet. By page five, the wind blew half the packet off the table. By page six, we gave up and turned my car into a mobile office.
The heater fogged the windows, the dog barked from inside, and I couldnât help but laugh. It looked less like a signing and more like we were conspiring.
Lesson learned: Weatherproof your documents â or at least have a Plan B that doesnât involve soggy loan paperwork.
đ§ 5. The Backseat Ritual
Late evening. Rural road. A signer texts that theyâll âjust be in the car.â Fine, I think. Quick job.
I walk up, and theyâre sitting in the backseat surrounded by crystals, incense, and what I can only describe as âmanifestation energy.â They tell me theyâre âcharging the documentâ before signing.
I nodded, because what else do you do? The signature glowed (maybe from the candlelight, maybe from sheer spiritual power), and the job was done.
Lesson learned: Notarizing in Oregon means expecting a little weirdness â and occasionally sage smoke.
⨠The Happy Ending
These stories make me laugh now, but in the moment, they were pure chaos. Every signer has their quirks, every setting has its challenges, and every notary has a story that sounds made up until youâve been there.
The key to avoiding your own signer horror story?
Be prepared, stay flexible, and if all else fails â have a flashlight, a towel, and a sense of humor.
âď¸ Book with Northwest Notary On The Go â bringing clarity and confidence to every signature (chickens welcome, but not as witnesses).
