Do you remember the last time you had to take a written test for your driver’s license? I only remember taking one when I got my first license, a very long time ago. It has probably been that long for you also. Well, Hubby, got a notice that he had to take a written test this time in order to get a renewal and I just didn’t think I would survive.
California DMV has a rather large book to study, and then provides online practice tests. Hubby did as many of us would do and took a couple of the practice tests first – without study and without success. What? There were questions on there about rules where he had no idea there were rules. So, night after night, he took practice tests and looked up rules in the book. For weeks. You would think that would be a good thing, and that it would keep him quiet – all that study and testing. Oh no, you don’t know my hubby. Why practice and keep that knowledge to yourself when you can incessantly annoy someone else while claiming to be studying and informing others?
For the last several weeks each trip with him in the car was a lesson in rules and regulations, ad nauseum. “You see that sign in yellow? That is just a suggestion. It is only a law if the sign is in white.” “What is the penalty if you do _________?” “Did you see that? $350 fine if you get caught.” “You should have __________, it’s a fine if you get caught.” On, and on, and on, and on. He critiqued himself, he critiqued me, and had plenty of critiques for every other driver on the highway, avenue, or street with some comments reserved just for parking lots.
Sometimes it was a lecture, often it was a series of questions. When I was driving I was critiqued as to lane changes, driving ahead or behind other cars and not alongside other cars. Yellow lines were pointed out, white lines were pointed out, every infraction hubby saw was pointed out and became a lesson. Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!
I found myself finding reasons for us not to be in the same car, and for once I didn’t fuss when he used the hands-free feature to call a friend or club associate. At least it was a bit of peace and quiet.
Finally, Thursday was test day. And, blessedly, I had him doublecheck the time. He would have gone an hour too late and missed his appointment.
I will spare you the ins and outs of the DMV at this time. But, hubby passed his written test with flying colors and seems none the worse for wear. Yesterday he began one of his in-car driving lessons and I said “ENOUGH.” Give me a break, the test is over. He did, for a bit. I’m afraid this bit of learning will be a topic of car conversation for some time. Remind me to turn the radio on, loud.
My license is to be renewed in November. If I am required to take a written test I’m not mentioning it!
Every Day Is A Good Day. VJ