There is an unexplainable relation between driving instructors and screaming. The former seems to turn into a screaming machine when he's on the job.You seem to be a dormant carrier of the mad-dog or mad-cow disease because they contract the disease while sitting alongside you and suddenly recovers and become benevolent when you pay them the fees.
My driving instructors ( civilian and military ) are very similar in terms of their teaching styles and attitudes. Their temperaments are paper-thin and they possess Shaparova-loud screams. Nobody really mind Sharapova screaming, those who do, are just jealous of her success. Well, when those screams come from balding, road-mapped-face uncles who made lewd comments with their equally dubious peers, it can make the calmest of minds go berserk.
Sometimes, I feel like giving him a nose-job and rearrange his face so that at least when he screams, it will be muffled! (I was figuratively making a hypothetical who-would-i-do rhetoric.) Come on, it does not make sense to scream at a newbie at the helm of the vehicle especially when he has just made a mistake. You will just f-up his thoughts even more by hollering!
That being said, the insane barks will suddenly disappear, giving way to angelic politeness when he collects your fees. You will observe a glittering glow and heck, a halo actually forms above his head when he collects your fees with a gleeful smile. Disgusting! *sneers
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