Sunday, June 5, 2016

Driver's Training

My brother has been accepted into the University of Guelph! You know what this means, right? This means that my brother is a Guelph Gryphon!

(I've spoken on how the U of G's mascot is the Guelph Gryphon, how people think I'm named after a sports team, and only in Guelph do people spell my name correctly, right?)

He's taking a general program with focuses in computer programming, English, and biodiversity studies.

Also, I'm taking driver's training! It's been... four years since I was behind the wheel of a vehicle. Pretty sure I was blogging about it back then. I learned to drive from my grandfather in a pickup truck out in Canadian Shield country. I went for my G2, but according to my instructor, while I hadn't made any disqualifying errors, I'd made an "accumulation of minor ones" disqualifying me. I was a little salty over the vagueness of that reasoning.

I was worried about driving in a normal car. I was worried it would be way more sensitive than what I was used to, and that it would be difficult to adjust. I was also worried about learning to drive in a large-ish city, compared to the small towns I was used to. For comparison, where I'm learning now is referred to as the "tri-city" while the nearest city I drove in when I was learning before is called the "tri-town". When my instructor first showed up, he was like "Hey, have you ever driven, would you like to drive?" in one breath. I was impressed that he was willing to sit in a car with someone when he didn't even know if it might be their first time.

He said my steering and my confidence were good, which I appreciated because my confidence was NOT GOOD. At one point, I was driving and he asked me if I worked in the area. I was so focused on the roads, I wasn't really taking in landmarks. I looked at a few street names and said "No, why?" He said "You seem familiar with the area". I then realized we were in the area where I used to live, in our interim place between student housing and where I'm at now. I thought it was cool that he could tell I was familiar with an area based on my driving, even though my brain was too focused on the technicals of the area to register my general environment.

I hate driving around children. They're such a combination of fragility, unpredictability, and value. Some kids were playing in the road and my instructor said "Don't worry about the children" I gave him kind of an exhasperated laugh in return and he responded "These are Canadian children, they are accustomed to being around traffic".

At one point, I was driving around some children, an older couple walking a dog, and a mother with a baby carriage. My instructor was just like "Don't worry about anything", probably picking up on the fact that I was worrying about everything.

I thought he was talking up my competence to boost my confidence, but then he suggested I downgrade to a bundle with half the lessons at almost half price, saying that he'd be robbing me otherwise.

These driving schools are funny. I was looking up Google reviews on local driving schools, and it seems like each driving school only has one or two instructors. Mine is a chain, but there are schools like "Mary's Driving School" and "Sarah's Driving Academy" in which Mary and Sarah are literally the only instructors for their respective schools. Even my school has reviews referencing only two different instructors. Each school picks you up, too, so it doesn't matter the location so long as you're in the right city.

My instructor has his students finish their lesson by dropping off the next student at their house. So I get to deliver someone home, and then someone delivers me at the end of the day. I've only seen female students other than myself. Why is this? Men don't take driver's training? I'm in a female-dominant population again, it seems...

Edit: WHOAAAAA, this is my 666th post! This is the blog entry of THE BEAST!

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