So last night I took my cousin out driving, he's fifteen and a little shaky. It was interesting, it reminded me of when I first started, but Nate (who was sitting in the back seat) was the best back seat driver I've ever seen. That means he was absolutely and fantasically annoying, for all of those who couldn't pick up on the irony.
Anyway, while I was yelling at Nate for talking so much, my cousin kept taking HIS side, because it was easier work on him.
R- "Okay, Jonathan. Now switch into the next lane. We're going to take a right at the light up there."
N- (Looks back) "You're good. Move over now."
R- "Nathan! At least wait for him to look so HE knows its okay to move over."
J- "No. I like it when he tells me."
R- "Yeah, because he's doing your work. This isn't something you need to learn once and you're done with it."
N- "Shut up, Robyn."
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Ah teaching people to drive... if Nate really wants to drive people around so much, I could always use a chauffeur... :-)
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