We humans are fascinating creatures! (hmmm…creatures is an interesting word choice. Let’s see if I can come up with a better one…nah-that says it all!) As we CREATURES walk the earth daily on our journey called “life,” we are prone to goof-ups (or is that just me?) that can become laughing fodder down the road…and that makes it all alright!
I have a prominent memory of a major faux-pas that I made as a 16 year old. I eventually allowed myself to laugh about the incident…e..v..e..n….t..u..a..l..l..y..! The milestone happened on “THE DAY” I was to “try out” for my driver’s license. We naive high school kids were all made aware of the ONE driver’s license professional that we DID NOT want to be judging our semi-driving skills…or lack thereof… We had all heard that he was the “scary tough” one. Sooooo….on DL-DAY, I drove my father’s giant Toronado with my mother sitting in the passenger seat (did I detect a look of fright on her face?) to the driver’s license- getting- place. I was feeling a sense of hopeful excitement at the possible prospect of actually being able to run rampant on the highways by myself.
I (oh-so naively) approached the official “license getting” doorway to only be informed that my “getting your license man” was……none other than the one whose scary name we had all been advised that we didn’t want to be judging our steering skills. Yikes! I instantly envisioned myself as never, ever, ever having a driver’s license and needing to be chauffeured everywhere for the rest of my life. After erasing this disturbing visual, I figured I’d just better “suck it up” and at least give it a substantial try. (?)
Soooo…..I got in the side of the car where the steering wheel is (got that right! check!) The scary man was sitting in the passenger side with observant eyes. (yikes!) I then tried in shaky earnest to start the car by twisting the familiar ignition area while I pressed firmly on the gas pedal to rev up the car. I was ready to begin this journey to becoming a viable driver who could manipulate highways alone. (?)
However, when I did the twisting movement to start the car, I did not hear the familiar sound a car makes when it is ready to kick in gear…dead silence instead. I looked up at the scary man and said, “I don’t know what is wrong??? I drove it up here and it was working just fine.” With no trace of expression on his face, he said words that will reside in my brain for an eternity. He reached his hand over to my side, as he held something in his hand that looked ever so familiar and with a stern look and no emotion said, “Here are the keys.” I had no other words to say, but “thank you.” And so I hesitantly started the car knowing all the while that there was no way this man was going to allow me to drive on open highways all by myself ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever….
Now…..Here’s the part that will astound you…After the long performance trek of trying to prove I could be trusted on the roads…..HE ACTUALLY AWARDED ME WITH MY LICENSE!!!! However, I am sure I produced laughing fodder for his fellow workers, friends, family and everyone else he has ever met in his lifetime. Go ahead…it’s ok…you can laugh, as well. I am, too! Whew…the beauty of being a human creature!!
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