My Mother: “He needs practice, he’s never driven before. Needs to work on using turn signals and stopping at stop signs.” So, I took Brian driving for the first time. I was nervous, He told me put my seat belt on. I handed him his cell phone and asked what does this message say?” To which he replied “I can’t text and drive, are you crazy?” I cussed. “YOU STOP BEFORE THE DAMN STOP SIGN , NOT AFTER YOU PASS IT!” “SLOW DOWN, SLOW DOWN, SLOW THE eff DOWN!” “When you turn on your turn signal, you turn the way it flashes!!” I turned on the radio loudly( VERSACE, VERSACE) he said,” Mom please, I can’t concentrate!” Slamming on the breaks, he ran over the curb. It lasted about 30min. I felt nauseated , my head was spinning. He asked can I loop around and try going out on the street We switched seats, we never even left CCBC parking lot. My mother sat in the back giggling to herself. He put his arm around me and said ,” So, how did I do?” Looked at him and said ,” You did fine Brian.”
Posted on: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 21:07:14 +0000