Death By: Driver’s Ed

I participated in the joy that is Driver’s Education last summer. For the most part, it wasn’t as awful as it could have been, but it was still less than fun.

This was one of those times.

So, I didn’t know anyone in my class of about thirty or so, so I was randomly assigned a Drive Partner. We’ll call him Julian.

Julian was an alright driver, but, especially towards the beginning, he wasn’t confident, and wasn’t the most observant fish in the pond.

We were on our third drive that day. Julian drove first, because he wanted to get it out of the way. Personally, the extra burst of adrenaline probably didn’t help my driving, but c’est la vie.

We were in little neighborhoods, and gradually worked our way around to slightly busier streets. Julian had some lane position issues, but while we were in the neighborhoods, that wasn’t such a big deal.

Then, our instructor had Julian turn onto a busier street. Julian was obviously nervous about the transition, but did as he was told. We stayed mostly in our lane. Everyone in the car was tense, but it seemed to be going fine.

Then, our instructor said, “Now, turn right at this next street.”

Julian nodded, and turned on his blinker. He started to turn.

“STOP!” Our instructor yelled, slamming on the extra brake. We screeched to a halt, and the car with the right of way swerved around our nose. “That was a stop sign, Julian, you need to scan while you drive.”

The rest of Julian’s hour went relatively smoothly (except when we almost went into a ditch trying to make a three point turn), but my heart was pumping pretty hard by the time it was my turn to drive.

Long story short, Driver’s Ed wasn’t the best thing ever to happen to me. I can legally drive in June, though, so I guess it was worth it.

By the way! Posting schedule: Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Hold me to that. 🙂


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