Transport Story Time

One year a long time ago, when I was still young, I remember when I applied and had to take driving instructor courses. I always considered myself kind of knowledgeable about basic auto knowledge and motor trade. I owned a van myself and always worked on it and took out parts and put them back. So to be honest I wasn't quite the best candidate to be a driving instructor, but I was determined.

I drove to that prissy high-standard school in my old beat up loyal van, and walked in ready to learn all I could know about auto and motor trade. Boy was I ever disappointed. They barely talked about any interesting details of the auto mobiles or any of that. There was a little bit here and there about motor trade, but mostly it was a driving course lesson. I soon realized this job was not for me, but I was determined to stick it out just to prove I could succeed.

So, I studied really hard, and practiced all the driving routines and what to look for when taking a student on lessons and for the final test. Soon I got bored, and then I started slacking. I stopped practicing for months and started to drink more beer watching tv. I had become lazy. I knew the test was coming up to be the lesson instructor, but I just wasn't motivated enough to really want to do it. Then, before i knew it, the test was in 5 days. I still didn't want to prepare for it.

I decided that going for a drive around the city, and then to the city dump to drop off my garbage, and then maybe pick up some McDonald's through the drive-thru would be practice enough. So then I did and I went home to sleep.

Before I knew it, it was the day of the test. Everyone was there. We all did the heart wrenching nerve wracking test. AND I PASSED! But i rejected the job, knowing I hated it. And I laughed at all the suckers who didn't get in who wanted to, and I drove off in my van with a big smile on my face.