Long day
I started my Driver's Education class today. From 8am to 2:30pm, I was downtown at the workforce essentials building. Surrounded by high school students(whom I think I scared), being the only real adult there, I listened to our teacher spend all day detailing one standard fact about the act of driving:
It's totally freakin' dangerous.
I liked how I spent all day hearing about how dangerous and life threatening it is to drive - since, you know, the reason I'm 29 and without a license is because I'm SCARED OF DRIVING.
Talk about confronting a phobia. I didn't just confront it, I made out with it, bought it flowers, and proposed to it. Yeeeeeesh. Just as well. By the end of the class, I just wanted to check out the "Responsible Driving" class book, make my driving appointments, and GO HOME.
I get in the car with an instructor on Tuesday and Wednesday for a total of four of the six hours I need of actual driving for the class. My first guy is a cop, about my age or so, which will be nice in comparison to today. Then, all I have to do is take three more classes and two more hours of driving. From there? Working on getting my license.
It's totally freakin' dangerous.
I liked how I spent all day hearing about how dangerous and life threatening it is to drive - since, you know, the reason I'm 29 and without a license is because I'm SCARED OF DRIVING.
Talk about confronting a phobia. I didn't just confront it, I made out with it, bought it flowers, and proposed to it. Yeeeeeesh. Just as well. By the end of the class, I just wanted to check out the "Responsible Driving" class book, make my driving appointments, and GO HOME.
I get in the car with an instructor on Tuesday and Wednesday for a total of four of the six hours I need of actual driving for the class. My first guy is a cop, about my age or so, which will be nice in comparison to today. Then, all I have to do is take three more classes and two more hours of driving. From there? Working on getting my license.