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Funny Stories about Teenage Drivers
I am now on my second teenager
and second set of teeth having gnawed the first set down to stubs with my first
son, speedy Gonzales. Second son is most certainly not speedy but does not engage
the brakes as readily as I would like, he prefers to keep me guessing as to
exactly when he will stop the car. Gently tell him that tailgating is not only
dangerous but can result in a ticket. He ignores me and curses anyone and
anything within earshot. This would of course be me....the hapless mother doing
her job of attempting to teach said son to drive. I of course don't know
anything despite the fact that I have been driving since the car was invented
(according to son). Remind him that cursing will mean he has zero driving
privileges. He is thankfully silent for ten minutes.
Second son took written drivers test two times and passed on the third only
because I threatened him with a novel method of transportation, the metro bus.
He passed the written exam on the third try. We signed up for the driving
portion of the test for the following week. Son extremely pleased with himself;
refrain from telling him that only morons do not pass their written driving
test. Son drives home in a chatty mood.
For our return trip son takes back roads to our friendly licensing office. Have
a rather dicey time as son cannot decide when to pull out from stop sign. Calmly
explain that it is usually a good time to pull out when no cars are approaching.
He curses all oncoming cars and wonders aloud as to why so many cars should be
on the road. Relay that we would have to drive at three in the morning for the
roads to be clear. Advise him that it is good practice to pull in and out; in
and out....this practice becomes a moot point when the person behind him honks
loudly. Contain laughter and attempt to remain calm.
We arrive at the office and pull into our stall to await our fate. Rough looking
driving instructor approaches the car and commands me to step out of automobile.
He inquires as to if I knew that I have a broken tail light? Play dumb and hope
that another inept teenage driver will distract him. It is not to be. Get back
in the car and give son the bad news. He seems rather annoyed with me. Gently
remind him that he was the one who backed into the pole in the garage which
resulted in the broken tail light. Son says he is no longer able to drive, he is
too upset. Thankfully get behind wheel. Son laments all the way home about useless mothers; tell him that I am
firing myself as his mother. Thankfully he has a father who can now deal with
his passing or not passing the driving test. Am sure that dad will not mind
sitting in the license office for hours waiting for number to be called, (of
course son must pass test for waiting to occur) dad is a very patient person.
My first son (speedy Gonzales) much prefers his fathers advice to mine, am
finding this to be true for second son also.
Good luck and God speed second son.
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