This is something that I hate myself for it. Maybe I am pretty insecure, low self-esteemed or just plain ‘woman driver’. But I will never drive a man around. Good thing is I never have to and the only few occasions, I just hand over my car to the male.
There was once my boss who moved around in a Jaguar, BMW 7 series and Estima called me from a nearby hotel. He had sent his chauffeur to the airport with the group of visitors and needed a transport back to our office. So, he asked me to fetch him in my Proton Wira Aeroback.
Jeng, jeng, jeng….I got to the hotel in no time at all and his group of visitors were just about to get on the Jag. I got down the car and told him, “Datuk, you drive back ok? Hehehehe, I get nervous if I have to drive you.” Well, I didn’t care what the visitors will think to see the big boss kicked to the driver’s seat of a Proton Wira while they travelled in his Jaguar. And yeap, it is pretty embarrassing that he had to pushed the car seat right to the back to accommodate his fat belly and long legs.
So, of course, I won’t drive my atm anywhere unless he had temporary blinded his eye in a badminton game, had high fever and chills that warrant an ambulance, injured his toe in a bike accident or something that requires a drive to the hospital emergency room (touch wood, no more please!). Otherwise, nay, no way am I going to get his sighs, glances, shocks while I get nervous by the minute.
Now, come to think of it, I just realised that I have never renewed my driving licence before, never know which company I got my car insurance from and how much it is insured. I have also realised that I have never gotten a summon from the traffic police. The only time I was stopped by the traffic police for running a red light, which I argued was yellow, the gods were kind to me.
I was arguing with the two traffic police that the light was yellow. And one of them said he had attended kursus (course) and know it is red eventhough they were standing across the road. So, ding dong, ding dong I kept insisting it was yellow. Then, he whipped out his summon book……Screech….Wham! Bang! An accident happened across the road.
“Encik, sana accident dah, cepat pergi!” (Sir, accident over there, faster go over)
Muahahar…am I lucky or what? This bold, red Lesen Mati ad by MyEG Services Berhad just reminded me how inadequate I am. I need more lessons in Living Skills. I had gotten a few summonses for speeding (through those speed camera) but had never been to a balai to settle any summonses. Semua saya ada runner. Now, if we can settle online, kan bagus? But hor….if you are still pretty hot and comel, I think you can get discount kat balai kut? Betul?