Defensively Driving The Anti-Miss Daisy

May 07, 2013 22:47

I am an unrepentant, un-rehabilitatable driver who likes to speed -it's natural for me.
Shocking that it's been nine years since my last “bust” but a ticket was awarded
yours truly back in March on the way to visit Madre & PadreDiablo at El Rancho.


The Stench of Pancakes [not a Deicide song]
A Defensive Driving course is the chosen method to keeping my driving record's virtue intact.
2004's “comedy” version fell deaf as I suspected the instructor to be in counseling for suicidal tendencies.

This instructor showed more pep and the time flowed better, though I suspect the whole thing to be a six-hour detention hall.
Still a boring stretch of time -held at an IHOP. I opted for the Chicken Caesar salad. Yes, I dumped butter-pecan syrup over it to
show unison with my classmates that chose breakfast dishes.

Highlight: Russian woman in her early to mid 50's describing her recent crop of traffic crimes.
Nice lady though, interesting her choice of car insurance was “Allstate”.

legal, law, women, defensive driving, food, vehicle

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