Driving lessons

I’m teaching a friend how to drive. He keeps teasing me about the friend I tried to teach last year (who stopped taking lessons after I attempted to teach her to look at the blind spots through physical manipulation). Another friends shares her inspiring “learning to drive” story:
“I hit a house on my last driving school lesson. I don’t know if I ever mentioned that. Drove across the yellow line, jumped the curb, shot across the sidewalk, swerved around an oak tree, smashed through some hedges, drove over a kiddie pool (thank God no kids were in it) and crashed into the corner of a house before coming to a complete stop. That was pretty exciting, especially when the cops and the fire department and the tow truck and the president of the driving school showed up.”
My buddy only tried to take out a gas station yesterday. No biggie.

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