My little sister is learning to drive. I'm mean, she not little. She's 18 but all I can see is the screaming 3 year old behind the wheel of my car. And if it's not bad enough that she doesn't want to take classes with a instructor by her side because he claims she "already knows how to drive,"I have to be the only brave one to sit next to her as she dodges other cars, slow down as she changes lanes and blasts music to dissolve the tension in the car after almost 3 accidents. Of course, it's my fault because I am the one giving her impossible instructions and making her nervous.
A very good morning indeed.
No comments:
Post a Comment