I ran a red light every time I drove a car in driver's ed. YAY!
Mal: That's not what I saw. You like to tell me what really happened? Book: I surely would. And maybe someday I will.
'Safe'
Natter 70: Hookers and Blow
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
msbelle - Jul 24, 2012 11:54:37 am PDT #15272 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
tommyrot - Jul 24, 2012 12:03:45 pm PDT #15273 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I once tried to teach a friend to drive. I had to tell her things like, "Slow down for this corner" and "Red light--you have to stop!"
Sometimes she'd turn and then forget to straighten the steering wheel. So she pulled into a grocery store and kept on turning until she was driving on their lawn. She made a turn on the UW-Madison campus and kept on turning and drove up on the sidewalk, causing students to scatter.
I've never before or since seen a driver that clueless.
le nubian - Jul 24, 2012 12:25:08 pm PDT #15274 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
Tommy,
Sounds like she could not manage doing two things at once.
Beverly - Jul 24, 2012 12:26:12 pm PDT #15275 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I had a friend who would A. begin her turn, B. look in the rear-view, C. turn on her signal. I rode with her *once*. I learned to drive stick on the lawn tractor while I was mowing. Whoohoo! And then we got one of these. I was a teenager. So were my friends. The car was often picked up by four of them and put someplace besides where it had been parked. It was a thing. Fun to drive, *no* pickup at all. Don't even try to merge on the Interstate.
Typo, I'm sorry--that seems unreasonable.
msbelle, your job should be nicer to the nicest. Want me to come bop 'em?
billytea - Jul 24, 2012 12:29:35 pm PDT #15276 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Sounds like she could not manage doing two things at once.
She was doing two things at once! Endangering herself and others!
I learned to drive from a driving instructor rather than my parents. They decided this after my older brother managed to get the side of the car ripped off while my dad was teaching him to drive.
Scrappy - Jul 24, 2012 12:51:31 pm PDT #15277 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
This is all very apropos, as my niece is taking her SIXTH try to pass her driver's test today. She can do everything except parallel park.
§ ita § - Jul 24, 2012 12:55:25 pm PDT #15278 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Oh, this [link] is sweet.
Connie Neil - Jul 24, 2012 12:56:45 pm PDT #15279 of 30001
brillig
I do not parallel park. So far I've managed to get everywhere I need to without doing so.
Scrappy - Jul 24, 2012 12:59:48 pm PDT #15280 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
That's lovely, ita. Good on him.
Jesse - Jul 24, 2012 1:08:24 pm PDT #15281 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
He's A-OK.
I didn't have to parallel park for my driver's test, but it was one of the things I was generally good at, when I did drive -- me and flea! Non-driving parkers unite! I think for me it's because you're the only one moving, more or less.