And the verdict is...!?
"Okay, all those who took the test for prefectural and foreign driving license conversion, please follow me."
The three of us glance at each other - one Japanese, one Singaporean, one Taiwanese - before trudging nervously after the examiner. He leads us into the room for vision screening and tells us to gather in a line.
"Right," he says, looking down at the papers in his hand. There are three in total, neatly arranged in a row; knowing the Japanese and their systematic bureaucracy, they're most likely in the order which we took the road test.
We fidget as the seconds tick by.
"Right," the examiner says again. "You all worked hard for your test today. Just remember the advice I gave you after your tests, so you can do much better when you take your test again." Almost like an afterthought, he turns to the Taiwanese with an embarrassed laugh. "Ah, that's right, you don't really understand Japanese. Make sure to ask the friend who came with you what I said."
As the Taiwanese girl objects that she can understand his instructions,I feel a vague sense of horror spiraling upwards from the pit of my stomach. Why is he talking like we all failed!? He said my driving was great! He even asked if I took lessons at a driving school for the test! I even made it through the S-curve and the 90-degree Crank course like it was absolutely nothing! Oh god I should've known better than to get my hopes up, I mean seriously, I
"Takashi-san," says the examiner. He hands the Japanese boy his papers. "You failed."
can't believe this is happening, so okay, I told myself I didn't care but after all that praise you'd think
"Lisa-san," he says. "You failed."
there was a one in a million chance that-- oh wait he skipped my name he skipped my name
"Akiko-san," he says with a smile. I hardly notice the other two people leaving the room.
"You passed."
☆d(o⌒∇⌒o)b ★イエーイ★ d(o⌒∇⌒o)b☆
I really feel for the Taiwanese girl. I sat in the back when she took the road test, and she pretty much failed because of nerves - exactly like me on my first try.
Man, the roads look so different and so clear when the sky isn't dark with heavy rain. Being able to actually see the roads made a huge difference. That, and the fact that I didn't care anymore and just drove the way I normally do, plus some exaggerated motion so the examiner can tell I'm taking the right precautions. |D It also really, really helped that my examiner today was patient and extremely friendly. He even repeated some of the words in English, because he was afraid I might not understand them in Japanese.
A-Anyway!
Good start to the weekend. ;;b Thank you again, loves, for all the support and encouragement you gave in my last whining post. I love you guys. *squishes*
The three of us glance at each other - one Japanese, one Singaporean, one Taiwanese - before trudging nervously after the examiner. He leads us into the room for vision screening and tells us to gather in a line.
"Right," he says, looking down at the papers in his hand. There are three in total, neatly arranged in a row; knowing the Japanese and their systematic bureaucracy, they're most likely in the order which we took the road test.
We fidget as the seconds tick by.
"Right," the examiner says again. "You all worked hard for your test today. Just remember the advice I gave you after your tests, so you can do much better when you take your test again." Almost like an afterthought, he turns to the Taiwanese with an embarrassed laugh. "Ah, that's right, you don't really understand Japanese. Make sure to ask the friend who came with you what I said."
As the Taiwanese girl objects that she can understand his instructions,I feel a vague sense of horror spiraling upwards from the pit of my stomach. Why is he talking like we all failed!? He said my driving was great! He even asked if I took lessons at a driving school for the test! I even made it through the S-curve and the 90-degree Crank course like it was absolutely nothing! Oh god I should've known better than to get my hopes up, I mean seriously, I
"Takashi-san," says the examiner. He hands the Japanese boy his papers. "You failed."
can't believe this is happening, so okay, I told myself I didn't care but after all that praise you'd think
"Lisa-san," he says. "You failed."
there was a one in a million chance that-- oh wait he skipped my name he skipped my name
"Akiko-san," he says with a smile. I hardly notice the other two people leaving the room.
"You passed."
☆d(o⌒∇⌒o)b ★イエーイ★ d(o⌒∇⌒o)b☆
I really feel for the Taiwanese girl. I sat in the back when she took the road test, and she pretty much failed because of nerves - exactly like me on my first try.
Man, the roads look so different and so clear when the sky isn't dark with heavy rain. Being able to actually see the roads made a huge difference. That, and the fact that I didn't care anymore and just drove the way I normally do, plus some exaggerated motion so the examiner can tell I'm taking the right precautions. |D It also really, really helped that my examiner today was patient and extremely friendly. He even repeated some of the words in English, because he was afraid I might not understand them in Japanese.
A-Anyway!
Good start to the weekend. ;;b Thank you again, loves, for all the support and encouragement you gave in my last whining post. I love you guys. *squishes*