Driving school...

Jul 26, 2005 22:11

The other day, Karen was telling me that driving school was the four most boring days of her life.

It's not too far from home, and it's a good class size in a room with uncomfortable chairs and lots of Canadian videoes. People seem to be relatively nice, tho.

Boring? Perhaps, but at least I got a good laugh.

comment, lol :)



All of a sudden, this "tall guy" (TG) sits next to me (there were plenty of other seats), and his friend sat next to him. I was busy reading Fitzgerald, so I didn't pay too much attention. He was making various kinds of smalltalk while I was trying to read, but at the break, people were playing games and stuff. He asked me to play and I was bored out of my mind, so I'm like yeah, sure...

TG: So how old are you, anyway?
me: How old are you?
TG: 15 and a 1/2 (He looked older than that, though)
*I was trying not to bust up at this point*
his friend: No you're not! *poke*
TG: OK, I'm almost 15 and 1/2
*I'm really really trying not to bust up at this point*
TG: How old are you?
me: --

So I told him, and I could barely keep a stright face. His look was priceless...

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