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Apr. 25th, 2010 08:53 pmI hate driving. I hate dealing with the seat, I hate having to stay in the same tightened position for ages, but most of all I hate the focusing and the spatial reckoning. I suck at both of them. Focusing less so, especially if I can get out on the highway and chill when traffic isn't too bad, but I goddamn hate having to judge spatial distances. I'm crap at it. I know I'm not good at it, it's why I won't parallel park at all and why I leave as much distance as I possibly can between cars and why I wait forever at turns until no one is coming. It's a big reason I'm a rather timid driver--because I cannot trust myself to adequately judge distances when I drive. The only reason I drive is because frankly, not being a driver in America, particularly suburban America, is more trouble than sucking it up and getting behind the wheel. (If I had the option of hassle-free, affordable public transport, you can bet I would be on that like a shot. As it is, once-every-hour bus service doesn't cut it.)
Consequently, I am not really all that enthused about the best solution I can think of for my summer woes, which involves a week of commuting back and forth between my parents' house and my university, which is an hour-and-half drive each way. This is especially not fun because I have a 9:30 class, which means I'll have to shove my sister on the bus, grab a half-assed breakfast for myself if I even remember, and run for the car. So there's no way to pull this off without feeling rushed, really, or to avoid rush hour.
You know what doesn't make it better? Hearing that my dad vocally opposes this, despite it being the only real way to work this (since missing four days of a fifteen-day class is not an option, and they need me at home to keep an eye on my sisters), because he thinks I'm a terrible driver. Having both of my parents admonish me not to get into accidents. Knowing that neither parent will trust me to drive them places if they can help it. Hearing them tell me they don't have any faith in my driving skills.
Driving while me is tiring and frustrating enough without having other people tell me over and over that I suck at it, okay? I know I suck at it. I know I have had an accident. I know I'm slow and I take my time and I leave a crapload of space, which apparently means I am not "decisive" enough. I do not need to have other people question my competence when I'm doing it just fine for myself.
Consequently, I am not really all that enthused about the best solution I can think of for my summer woes, which involves a week of commuting back and forth between my parents' house and my university, which is an hour-and-half drive each way. This is especially not fun because I have a 9:30 class, which means I'll have to shove my sister on the bus, grab a half-assed breakfast for myself if I even remember, and run for the car. So there's no way to pull this off without feeling rushed, really, or to avoid rush hour.
You know what doesn't make it better? Hearing that my dad vocally opposes this, despite it being the only real way to work this (since missing four days of a fifteen-day class is not an option, and they need me at home to keep an eye on my sisters), because he thinks I'm a terrible driver. Having both of my parents admonish me not to get into accidents. Knowing that neither parent will trust me to drive them places if they can help it. Hearing them tell me they don't have any faith in my driving skills.
Driving while me is tiring and frustrating enough without having other people tell me over and over that I suck at it, okay? I know I suck at it. I know I have had an accident. I know I'm slow and I take my time and I leave a crapload of space, which apparently means I am not "decisive" enough. I do not need to have other people question my competence when I'm doing it just fine for myself.
