Thursday, August 25, 2011

If you read my blog regularly then you probably know that my BIL (brother-in-law) Travis has lived with my husband and I since early March.  Now I love Travis, I really do, but his driving is another story, it’s bad, worse than bad actually—it’s terrible! 


When my husband and I purchased our new car last month I immediately said that there was no way in the world that I was going to let Travis drive the car, of course, that was easier said than done as he is without a car at the moment and it’s either let him drive my car or I take him everywhere—um no thank you!  I decided that if he was going to drive my car he was going to get driving lessons…from me.  Now, I’m not the best driver, though I have had no major accidents or tickets in the 15+ years I’ve been driving (man that makes me sound OLD) but I am a much better driver than he is so I figured he could at least learn a thing or two from me.  So, a couple of weeks ago I decided to take him out and do a little driving—in retrospect I really wish I hadn’t.




While Travis isn’t a reckless driver by any stretch of the imagination he isn’t what I’d call a very careful driver either.  Within five minutes of turning on the vehicle Travis had cut an old lady off at an intersection, “forgot” to come to a complete stop at a four-way and completely ignored at least three road signsI should have known it was a bad idea when he worried about what CD was in the CD player before he checked his mirrors.  Not wanting to chance having anything to my vehicle I decided that we should go to the biggest parking lot around and practice there, that was almost as big a mistake as the open road was.  At first Trav was doing great; yielding when he was supposed to, going the correct way down the parking aisles and paying attention (for the most part) to the parking signs, but that was short lived as within 5 seconds of me thinking to myself how awesome he was doing he nearly took out a mother, her child  and her shopping cart.  Needless to say that concluded his lesson.


Fast forward a couple of weeks and Travis has been driving my new car; I decided that he was never going to learn how to be a good driver if he didn’t get to drive so I reluctantly gave in and handed over my keys.  So far, so good—no accidents, no tickets and no women and/or children have been harmed, all in all I’d say that’s a pretty decent start!


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