I’m A Good Driver, I Swear!
Since I had a car when I was in Milwaukee, I felt it my duty to offer to drive my other coworkers around (it’s nice to have other people to hang out with when you’re out of town!). Our client site was several miles away, but not a difficult drive, unless you’re counting the crazy drivers and pedestrians in downtown Milwaukee.
I love driving, it’s a great way for me to relax and chill out. But I’m horrible when it comes to driving people around. I’m super cautious, but at times nervous and once in a while I make a bad decision (though nothing resulting in an accident *knockonwood*). So many jokes were made about my bad driving, all in fun, of course, but near the end of the week I could tell that my coworker was getting a tad bit nervous as well.
There’s just something about having someone else in the car, someone who’s life is in my hands, who is watching, judging, observing, whatever…it’s like when you’re logging into email or a network and someone is watching over your shoulder. Because of that extra set of eyes, you make a mistake on the password, a password you’ve typed a million times before with no problem.
Adding onto that was not being familiar with my surroundings, as well as all the construction that was happening in Milwaukee. That, and I like to talk. Sometimes it’s not easy to talk and drive at the same time, though I really have no problem doing it when it’s on the phone.
Weird thing is, I have no problem driving when Ben’s in the car, or when it’s Dave or my sisters. Maybe with them I’m comfortable enough or they’re used to my driving style. They never have any issues with my driving! Well, except for getting lost all the time, which I always end up doing. But we always end up finding our way home, that’s what matters, right?
So I AM a good driver, really!








How many times did your co-worker reach for the “oh shit”-handle?