worst driving experience yet!
Carole, the diving instructor was horrible. Much worse than I thought she would be. When she got here she was 15 minutes early, but she decided to just sit in her car and listen to Monday Mass on the radio instead of just coming to the door. So i got all anxious by the time she did come! When she rang the door bell my mother answered and she thought it was a man! Hell I thought it was a man, but it was a short, huge bling cross-wearing women. She first demands for the check then we walk to her car. I hate her car. It's a toyota Camry so not much different from mine, just bigger. SO I got everything right when we went thorugh where things were in the car and what they were called and what not, but then she randomly brings up the size of my breasts and won't stop talking about them. She even goes as far as to adjust my seat belt.
this is where i should have demanded for the check back and gotten out of the car and told her to fuck off.
Instead I move to the side a bit and say "i'll get that, thank you." and she carries on about how I've got a tan, but on the LOWER PART of my BREASTS is a different color. You have to be purposely LOOKING down my shirt to be able to tell that, and you'd have to be looking for a LONG while.UGH.
anyway later on I'm driving and she says that I'm doing really really well and she starts to talk about God and asks me what reglion I'm in and I told her I was brought up Atheist. Not good. She's hardcore catholic and didn't like me right after I said this. then she started talking about that cross in La Jolla they want to take down and I told her I liked the cross because it was a military monument and It wasn't doing any harm to anything. She said it was NICE to finally meet an atheist that liked crosses...? I never said that I said I just didn't think they should tear it down. OY VEY.
We're in oceanside and she's telling me to go right and to keep at the right and it leads to the freeway, she never tld me we were going to be going on the freeway?! and this was in morning fast traffic, meaning no slow lanes and crazy people. I thought I was doing fine, but she wouldn't take her damn piggy hands off the sterring wheel so she kept yelling at me about merging and I told her I can't merge if you're holding on to it! then she kept hitting the break on her side!!
when things start t cool down she brings up my brests again and how those "dirty mexican men" only think of one thing and that I shouldn't wear low cut shirts.
my shirt was not low cut it was a tank top that was modest. what the fuck?!!
this is where i should have demanded for the check back and gotten out of the car and told her to fuck off.
Instead I move to the side a bit and say "i'll get that, thank you." and she carries on about how I've got a tan, but on the LOWER PART of my BREASTS is a different color. You have to be purposely LOOKING down my shirt to be able to tell that, and you'd have to be looking for a LONG while.UGH.
anyway later on I'm driving and she says that I'm doing really really well and she starts to talk about God and asks me what reglion I'm in and I told her I was brought up Atheist. Not good. She's hardcore catholic and didn't like me right after I said this. then she started talking about that cross in La Jolla they want to take down and I told her I liked the cross because it was a military monument and It wasn't doing any harm to anything. She said it was NICE to finally meet an atheist that liked crosses...? I never said that I said I just didn't think they should tear it down. OY VEY.
We're in oceanside and she's telling me to go right and to keep at the right and it leads to the freeway, she never tld me we were going to be going on the freeway?! and this was in morning fast traffic, meaning no slow lanes and crazy people. I thought I was doing fine, but she wouldn't take her damn piggy hands off the sterring wheel so she kept yelling at me about merging and I told her I can't merge if you're holding on to it! then she kept hitting the break on her side!!
when things start t cool down she brings up my brests again and how those "dirty mexican men" only think of one thing and that I shouldn't wear low cut shirts.
my shirt was not low cut it was a tank top that was modest. what the fuck?!!