• Splenetic

License to... drive?

For some time now I have been considering of getting a driver's license. I have now gone through all the driving schools in my town and reached the depressing conclusion that all driving teachers are men. So I guess I'm not going to get the license after all, since I have no interest in being taught by a man, in a car, in small space, with him invading my personal space and quite possibly touching me to guide me somehow for teaching purposes. I can consult one of the pedagogic course books but I doubt that my entering the car fifteen times in a state of pure hatred boosts my ability/will to learn. So it's highly unlikely I'm not going get the license. Unlike my little brother, I don't have a car nor do I need one, so why pay for skills one piece of plastic proves I have but don't really need?

Why are there no women as driving teachers?

Oh, yes, my eightteen-year-and-two-month-old little brother bought a car. A 2004 Mazda (those are his words, I have no idea what that actually means in practise). He paid for it amount that made me retort him a new greeting: have you lost your fucking mind?! Apparently he has. He now driver a penile extension while having my contempt for such a masculine trait. Seriously, he decorates, wears pink and takes care of his appearance, and yet he plays along the cultural drama and gets a fucking car! But why buy a car that expensive (we're talking about a five-figure number) when he could have found a working car in one tenth of this car's price? I can think only one reason: to raise his status among his peers for having a car of his own instead of driving the parents' car like the others. But, seriously, aikuisten oikeesti... a car? That's just stupid. And environmentally far from responsible. Oh, to hell with it.