"Blah," to My Bad Day.

The driving test is a set-up for failure

So today I took my behind-the-wheel driving test… I failed.

First of all, my appointment was at 1:00 p.m., but I had to pull my car into this drive-thru and wait for an hour and a half – crap. When it was finally my turn for the test, this old black dude comes and tells me to pull off to the side before I start my test. He asked me for my hand signals. This is how that went: 

Fat, old, crappy instructor: "Do you know your hand signals?"

Me: "Yes."

Fat, old, crappy instructor: "Show me the hand signals."

Me: [puts arm out the window]

Fat, old, crappy instructor: "No, your hand signals."

Me: "Uhh, you want me to use my hands, right? Not the car signals?"

Fat, old, crappy instructor: [impatient sigh] "Did you read the driver's handbook?"

Me: "Yes, but that was a while ago." (Lies)

Fat, old, crappy instructor: "Tell ya' what. I'll just mark it off."

Me: [sad, pathetic face]

I knew my hand signals. Not because I read the book, but because I remember seeing it on an old episode of Franklin on Nick Jr. But before I could get my arm all the way out the window, he was saying, "No, your HAND signals." I thought to myself, "Uh… Yeah! That's what I'm trying to do!" It's not like I stuck my frickin' foot out the window. So before the car was even put in drive, I was already deducted points.

As the test continued on the road, a big rig was pulling out on the street, backing up in front of me. There was still fairly enough space in my lane so, without thinking, I tried to go around. Luckily, I wasn't hit. But that took a big chunk out the ass of my points. All other points deducted were little petty things like wide turns, not scanning enough in residential areas, and… not checking my right side completely when making a right turn?! Who does that? There wasn't enough space for a biker to be on the right side, let alone a car. What a BS call. Needless to say, I wanted to shoot my instructor with a paintball gun. I was only allowed to lose 13 points; I missed 15. After failing, I sat for a minute, cried like a little bitch, and then finally went to school.

That kinda ruined my mood, and painted a "sad puppy" expression on my face for the rest of the day. But I'll be going back on August 16^th, and I REFUSE to fail. Failing the same course twice? Someone say "stupid," so I don't have to.