I can NOT have just failed my driver's licence test. It's impossible. Sherilyn passed her first time, and Sherilyn is an IDIOT.
I look over at the smug, barely-apologetic, and yet somewhat-afraid-of-me face of the driving instructor. He goes on and on about this and that formality, but all I can think about is how now I am going to have to tell my parents. How now I am still going to have to get rides from my parents. How my dad is going to walk over any second, beaming, trying to contain his excitement when he asks, so subtly, So- how did it go?".
You know, I think I'll like popping his bubble. My parents are to convinced that I'm perfect anyway. This will be a good way to show them that am NOT capable of everything. Maybe now they'll let me achieve things on my own time.
Wow. Did I really just think that? Am I THAT much a angsty teenager? Jeez. I need to get out more.
My driving instructor's voice breaks through my stream of thoughts, and I hear him say that I'll be able to re-take the test in two weeks.
"I can't." I say, "My permit expires today."
I could see his face fall, as if this had not been a part of his plan to fail me, since I believe he had decided to do that the second he got in the car. Immediately the inner schmoozer emerged, recognizing an opening in the enemy's defense. And I said, ever so sweetly-
"Well why don't we just take it again right now? You told me earlier that I was your last kid for the rest of the day..."
I could see him re-evaluate me. He was taken aback by my bold move. He fumbled the lame response of-
"Well, yes, true, but I have very important things to do. So sorry. Best of luck."
And that was it! As he got out of the car, and moved out of earshot, I allowed myself some choice curses before my dad approached.
Oh well. I was resigned by now. Time to break the news to the parentals.
"Heeeeey. Guess what! You get some more premo bonding time with your favorite illegal!"
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