So yesterday Ben took the Corolla that is going to be mine down to El Cerrito... (that's right; a mid-week visit!!). He let me drive from school to my apartment, a story that's probably worth an entire entry by itself. It SO, HARD driving with Ben in the passenger seat!! He's a total backseat driver and he managed to make me flip out and raise my voice at him within minutes of my sliding onto the driver's seat. Just how efficient is that?
But anyways... So we made it home alright with little to no driving error on my part and i thought all is well. But this morning i listened to my voice mails and lo and behold, Pedro left me a message asking if i noticed that i nearly ran him over on Shattuck last night. WHAT?! I was so bummed! What kind of driver would not notice when he/she came close to running over a pedestrian? I felt my heart sank right at that very moment. I called Pedro back, but no answer. I texted him, asking if he was kidding. I texted Ben, asking if he noticed a pedestrian that i nearly killed last night. Nope. But Pedro never got back to me... I kept on thinking about this all day long, feeling sad and convinced that maybe the DMV examiner was right about failing me on my driving test. Maybe i need an entire year's worth of driving lesson before i can be certified to be loose on the streets.
BUT!!!! I finally got a hold of Pedro, and HE WAS ONLY KIDDING!!!! How mean! Apparently he figured the content of that voice mail was so impossible that there's no way it could be true and therefore i for sure will understand that it was a joke. NOT! Now he owes me an ice cream for making me feel bad for an entire day... BAD Pedro!!!
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