Friday, August 22, 2008

Permits, Tests, and Lessons Learned

So I am teaching my brother how to drive. He has taken driver's ed classes, and is now working through the 60 hours of supervised driving required by the state of Maryland. I understand my father a little better than I did before this experience. Jebus Monte Crisco, I think I have lost a few years off my life. So far the best part has been:

Me: "Just turn right here."
Brother: "It says Do Not Enter."
Me: "Ah fuck it, just go, what are the chances a cop is around?"
Brother: "I don't wanna break the law."
Me: "Just fucking go already."
Cop: "Why did you just drive through that Do Not Enter sign?"
Brother, smiling a shit eating grin: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake, I'm just trying to pick up my wife and I wasn't sure which way was for the buses and which for the cars."
Me: "It was my fault, I gave him bad directions. I don't drive and walk everywhere, so I didn't even notice that was a Do Not Enter sign."
Cop: "Well, you just make sure you obey the signs in the future."
Brother's Wife: "What is going on?"

hee

6 comments:

Kathleen said...

BUSTED!!

Adorable Girlfriend said...

I can picture the whole thing and I only know one of the three parties!

porterhouse said...

I will be laughing about this for the rest of the day.

mdh said...

just home from a very long drive.

Thanks for the laugh, too funny.

David said...

"what are the chances" Works alot better after you've looked all around for cops.

Chuckles said...

He pulled in at the bottom of the parking lot, after we had committed.