Today was my dribing test day. I booked the test for 2.26pm. So i thought i might as well work half day in the morning, u know, just to take my mind off then i would probably not be too nervous. BIG MISTAKE. i was a bit too not-nervous.
The morning was busy with a tight schedule as usual. The very first patient was my driving instructor's son. He even said good luck to me for my test.
At 1pm, just 5 minutes before my instructor came to pick me up from the practice, i thought i would get my provisional driving license out. Then i realised it wasnt there. I checked a couple times but i couldnt find it. I panicked and called my hubby to help me find it at home. He couldnt see it either.
Then the instructor came. I drove his car to my place and looked for the license desperately while he waited downstairs. The search went on for like 40 minutes. I started getting very annoyed and being me, I started taking it out on my hubby. Then i decided i would never find it, I went down to tell the instructor. He said go make a duplicate and rebook the test. Unfortunately I would have to burn my booking fees-60pounds!.
Anyway, i went back up to my place. And like an idiot i started crying like a baby. I couldnt stop being mad at myself. Hubby Allen was wiping my tears trying to comfort me. I cried for a good 15 minutes before i calmed down. All of a sudden, Allen asked me "baby where is your theory pass certificate?" I went to the book shelf and got it and guess what, my license was with the certificate!
It was 2.17pm then. I quickly called the instructor and asked him to turn back to my place. He did. But when he got to my place, it was 2.25pm. ONE MINUTE AWAY FROM MY TEST. And we still had to drive to the test centre. The instructor said the examiner would not tolerate any lateness. So I didnt even make it to the test.
I went back up again and started crying like an idiot again. Allen kept saying to me "its ok baby dont be upset its only 60pounds".
It wasnt just about the 60pounds. I had to book half a day off work despite my hectic schedule to do the test. And now i have to book another day off again. More importantly, the whole drama could have been prevented shall I have been more careful.
In my head i couldnt stop thinking:
-If I checked my wallet sooner I would have realised it wasnt there
-If I havnt worked in the morning I would have realised it wasnt there sooner
-If I didnt spend a good 15minutes crying after the instructor left i would have found the license sooner
-If i made it somehow to the test I would have passed my test
-If I have passed my test I would have bought a car tmr
-If i bought a car I can drive anyway all I like
Maybe its all fate. The timing was a serious bit*h. ONE MINUTE before my test?!
Or maybe, more likely, its just my pure stupidity.
A tragic experience indeed.
The morning was busy with a tight schedule as usual. The very first patient was my driving instructor's son. He even said good luck to me for my test.
At 1pm, just 5 minutes before my instructor came to pick me up from the practice, i thought i would get my provisional driving license out. Then i realised it wasnt there. I checked a couple times but i couldnt find it. I panicked and called my hubby to help me find it at home. He couldnt see it either.
Then the instructor came. I drove his car to my place and looked for the license desperately while he waited downstairs. The search went on for like 40 minutes. I started getting very annoyed and being me, I started taking it out on my hubby. Then i decided i would never find it, I went down to tell the instructor. He said go make a duplicate and rebook the test. Unfortunately I would have to burn my booking fees-60pounds!.
Anyway, i went back up to my place. And like an idiot i started crying like a baby. I couldnt stop being mad at myself. Hubby Allen was wiping my tears trying to comfort me. I cried for a good 15 minutes before i calmed down. All of a sudden, Allen asked me "baby where is your theory pass certificate?" I went to the book shelf and got it and guess what, my license was with the certificate!
It was 2.17pm then. I quickly called the instructor and asked him to turn back to my place. He did. But when he got to my place, it was 2.25pm. ONE MINUTE AWAY FROM MY TEST. And we still had to drive to the test centre. The instructor said the examiner would not tolerate any lateness. So I didnt even make it to the test.
I went back up again and started crying like an idiot again. Allen kept saying to me "its ok baby dont be upset its only 60pounds".
It wasnt just about the 60pounds. I had to book half a day off work despite my hectic schedule to do the test. And now i have to book another day off again. More importantly, the whole drama could have been prevented shall I have been more careful.
In my head i couldnt stop thinking:
-If I checked my wallet sooner I would have realised it wasnt there
-If I havnt worked in the morning I would have realised it wasnt there sooner
-If I didnt spend a good 15minutes crying after the instructor left i would have found the license sooner
-If i made it somehow to the test I would have passed my test
-If I have passed my test I would have bought a car tmr
-If i bought a car I can drive anyway all I like
Maybe its all fate. The timing was a serious bit*h. ONE MINUTE before my test?!
Or maybe, more likely, its just my pure stupidity.
A tragic experience indeed.
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