Another Fail

Last Friday I went to the DMV to try and get my driver's license again. It was my second time attempting to do so and it's another fail! I wasn't as devastated the first time, but I was still very sad. If there is one thing I try to avoid, it's failure and I'm a failure at driving.

You'd think that after I took a driver's ed class and my parents bought me a car I'd be more motivated to drive. But no. In that I was very different from my friends in high school whose greatest wish was to get their driver's license and save up enough money to buy a car. I was happy taking the bus to school, okay with my dad dropping me off to the drama club play practice, and I didn't mind having to catch a ride with a friend when we go out. I just didn't see driving as necessary for myself. My parents were always pushing me to learn to drive (hence the car) because no else in my family drove except for my dad. That was when I half-heartedly got a learners permit and took the driver's ed class. After that I kept putting off actually taking the test and just kept renewing my permit many times. I knew I was going to fail the actual driving test (the DMV in town is notorious for having extremely nit-picky examiners and only a very small percentage of people actually pass on their first try) so I didn't even try. Then, college happened and I avoided driving for four years.

As soon as I graduated and moved back home, my parents were at my back again pushing me to get my act together and get my license. Of course, once I had my job (I'm back to working six hours again!) I had to drive to work and I am--albeit illegally--out of necessity. Then, someone backed into my car and left a dent and I couldn't very well file a complaint because I'm not supposed to be driving at all since I don't have a license. I figured I can't avoid it forever so I finally did the thing I was avoiding for so long--actually taking the driver's test. I was very nervous and pretty much fumbled it about ten minutes in.

I gave myself a month before I tried it again. I was with a different examiner and I wasn't as nervous and I thought I was doing okay. I was following the speed limit, I made sure to watch my mirrors, gave signals when I was supposed to, etc. Then, before I knew it he made me turn around. I had failed and he gave me a long list as to why I did. I thought all his reasons were silly of course. But yes, another failure...