The big day finally arrived! The day of my driving test. Unfortunately, I walked away empty handed. I not even kidding. I wouldn’t be so upset about it, either, if I was genuinely a bad driver, but I’m not!
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My driving instructor actually told me that I did an amazing job and that she felt completely safe while in the car with me. Unfortunately…..I tapped the curb with my tire while parallel parking. The instructor told me that if I parked two feet from the curb I would’ve passed but since I gently tapped it I automatically failed.
If I was parking downtown….and I parked two feet from the curb….. there is no way that would fly! If I tapped the curb? I would’ve been just fine!
I’ve been to the DMV way too many damn times this year and it bums me out that I have to go back next week. And if I fail AGAIN or can’t get a walk in appointment then I have to go back in two weeks after that. It’s all horrible timing since I’m supposed to be moving soon. How am I supposed to get to work from the other side of town without a driver’s license? I guess I’m going to have to figure it out!
Until my retest I guess I’ll be practicing my parallel parking. My parallel parking wasn’t even bad either, other than the little tap of the curb. I’m super super super over the DMV but I have no choice to go back. All I can really hope for is that I don’t end up like Spongebob Squarepants in Mrs. Puff’s class for the next 50 years.