Tuesday, May 4th, 2010
This week was filled with so many ups and downs it would make a crazy roller coaster ride look like one of those merry-go-rounds at the children’s theme park. A few days ago, I had my driving exam. I was pretty confident about it the day before, knowing that I could definitely pass as it was so simple.
I have never been so wrong. Waking up at five in the morning and skipping a day at college just to go to some remote little village to have my driving test and failing it, made my day even more miserable. I failed both parts of the test; the slope and parking as well as on the road. I just wanted to burst into tears, flooding all the examiners and village itself. In the midst of about a hundred people I just kept my ego and held it in.
I have never felt this way about something so small before. Probably it was aunt flow? I don’t think so; I wasn’t having it at the time. Then it dawned upon me, I needed to pay another RM200 to retake the test and waste my precious time again. My driving agency has a speed that would make snails hyperventilate from gagging too much; that is if they could. I went home so disappointed about it. Before the exam, I thought it was going to be a breeze. I didn’t know that recklessness and anxiety would take a toll on me. In addition to the predicament, the examiners and workers were so rude to all of us! I was really mad about the way they talked and treated us. They were so stuck up and loud acting as if they were prison wardens.
We pay their monthly salary and that is how they treat us? It was just unspeakable. They ordered us around like goats and sheep; hold on, that would be an understatement. They treated us like prisoners! Being in the outskirts of town they thought they had power over us city folk. Examiners however are a different story. You could get the happy one, or a quite one; just like a lottery. Unfortunately I got the old, grumpy, fat one. I just felt like snatching his clipboard from his bare hands, ripping all the pages out and breaking his pen with my bare teeth. Hence, slapping the clipboard all around his face till his double chin flew out the window. I had the urge to do that but my morale just wouldn’t let me. He was shouting, ordering and screaming at the top of his lungs!
Just so you know, I happen to be very claustrophobic. Being in a measly little ‘Kancil’ with the overweight examiner taking up most of the space; I begin to panic. I couldn’t even steer forward with him talking and instructing most of the time. I ended up driving into the opposite lane and failing right away. However, I can’t take full responsibility of this as my instructor never thought me how to drive the course before. I was so disgusted by the service there I just wanted the haul the sun from the universe into this particular ‘JPJ’ village.
To Gombak, passing through Batu Caves to the small little village I will go in a few weeks. Looking back on the day itself, I found it rather hilarious on how I failed them. It was so unfeasible and unreal I just wished it was all a dream.Assignment day 3....is a rant. wow.
-With ♥,Charissa Ong Ty
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
