I'm lucky to be alive....

[ChuckandRhean 0]

Of course she doesn't like the photo I took but I think it's great.

hahaha Its really entertaining reading all their responses. My hubby and I will have my driving tests at Walmart parking lot . CAnt wait how he'll handle my driving!!!!

[Anonymous 0]

Been there, done that, gave up. When she is ready to go to driving school, we will try again.

Whew! So, I am not alone? We started driver's training some five years ago. After much yelling (from both of us), she tried driving school, only to find that the instructor yelled more than I did. At least with me, she figured she could yell back. I let her practice in my car, with my mother, one day and she wrecked it...that was four years ago. She's just recently started to practice again, but it's slow going. Maybe one day...

[mariposang_gala 1]

Not much problem in my case...recieve a lot of "gas,gas,gas"instead of "break,break,break"

No yelling much ..Good thing my husband have enough patient for me..Though even at last minute he still have not much confidence to me..but hey look whos driving now

[Anonymous 0]

Not much problem in my case...recieve a lot of "gas,gas,gas"instead of "break,break,break"

No yelling much ..Good thing my husband have enough patient for me..Though even at last minute he still have not much confidence to me..but hey look whos driving now

Good for you!!

Just to clarify, it's not a lack of patience that leads to us husbands yelling, at least not in my case. To give you an idea of how a typical driving lesson with my wife goes:

Me: Ok, honey, set your mirrors before you start the car.

Wife: Which button is it (looking at the steering column)?

Me: It's on your left armrest.

Wife: This button? (The passenger window rolls down...and it's cold outside.)

Me: Nope, the other button. The one right in front of you. Turn that knob, so you can adjust the driver's side mirror first.

Wife: (After turning the button to the passenger side mirror and pushing the up arrow - causing the mirror on my side to click incessantly as the mirror, now pointing upwards, reflects the sun directly into my eyes) It's not working (as she stares at the motionless driver's side mirror).

Ok, mirrors fixed, car's in drive and wife is doing well. As the road we are on approaches a dead end, making the driver choose between left or right, I try to get her to understand the concept of the "big picture" and ask her to look ahead at the sign and tell me what it says:

Wife: What sign??

Me: The road sign (still calm at this point).

Wife: (Turning her entire body to look behind, over her left shoulder)WHAT SIGN??? (starting to raise her voice now)

Me: Never mind, just watch where you're....DAMN...going....we're about to hit the curb!!! (Ok, I'm yelling now...while watching the traffic behind us in the side mirror and starting to reach for the steering wheel).

Me: Honey, you have to be able to read the street signs. They are there to tell you what's ahead, so you can make decisions earlier.

Wife: (still yelling) I'M STILL LEARNING. I DON'T NEED TO READ THE SIGNS. YOU NEED TO READ THEM FOR ME AND TELL ME WHERE TO GO!!!!

ME: (because she's yelling, I start yelling back) BUT, I'M NOT ALWAYS GOING TO BE IN THE CAR TO TELL YOU WHERE TO TURN.

(we're still not to the dead-end intersection yet because we're only going about 20 MPH in a 40 MPH zone)

WIFE: (Upon seeing that the road dead-ends ahead) WHICH WAY DO I TURN??? (and slams on the brakes, coming to a complete stop, about 45 feet prior to the intersection, causing a car to almost rear-end us) (Car drives around with both driver and passenger staring at us as they pass - both have half-confused, half-pissed expressions on their faces.)

Me: (Still yelling, but realizing I need to quickly calm down so that she can calm down) YOU CAN'T STOP In the MIDDLE of the street like that!!! You're going to cause someone to smash into us from behind.

WIFE: WELL, WHY DON'T YOU JUST TELL ME WHERE TO GO...INSTEAD OF TRYING TO MAKE ME READ THOSE STUPID SIGNS!!!!

Me: (Sigh)...Ok, lesson's over for today.

And that was actually a good lesson. We've gone curb hopping in sedans (with wife just laughing it off) on numerous occasions.

Now, my wife's not stupid (and she'd be pissed if she knew I was posting this story about her), but when it comes to driving, she just doesn't get it. I guess that's what years of living in Hong Kong (never having to learn to drive because of the excellent public transportation system), taking mostly taxis will do to you?

[mariposang_gala 1]

Good for you!!

Just to clarify, it's not a lack of patience that leads to us husbands yelling, at least not in my case. To give you an idea of how a typical driving lesson with my wife goes:

Me: Ok, honey, set your mirrors before you start the car.

Wife: Which button is it (looking at the steering column)?

Me: It's on your left armrest.

Wife: This button? (The passenger window rolls down...and it's cold outside.)

Me: Nope, the other button. The one right in front of you. Turn that knob, so you can adjust the driver's side mirror first.

Wife: (After turning the button to the passenger side mirror and pushing the up arrow - causing the mirror on my side to click incessantly as the mirror, now pointing upwards, reflects the sun directly into my eyes) It's not working (as she stares at the motionless driver's side mirror).

Ok, mirrors fixed, car's in drive and wife is doing well. As the road we are on approaches a dead end, making the driver choose between left or right, I try to get her to understand the concept of the "big picture" and ask her to look ahead at the sign and tell me what it says:

Wife: What sign??

Me: The road sign (still calm at this point).

Wife: (Turning her entire body to look behind, over her left shoulder)WHAT SIGN??? (starting to raise her voice now)

Me: Never mind, just watch where you're....DAMN...going....we're about to hit the curb!!! (Ok, I'm yelling now...while watching the traffic behind us in the side mirror and starting to reach for the steering wheel).

Me: Honey, you have to be able to read the street signs. They are there to tell you what's ahead, so you can make decisions earlier.

Wife: (still yelling) I'M STILL LEARNING. I DON'T NEED TO READ THE SIGNS. YOU NEED TO READ THEM FOR ME AND TELL ME WHERE TO GO!!!!

ME: (because she's yelling, I start yelling back) BUT, I'M NOT ALWAYS GOING TO BE IN THE CAR TO TELL YOU WHERE TO TURN.

(we're still not to the dead-end intersection yet because we're only going about 20 MPH in a 40 MPH zone)

WIFE: (Upon seeing that the road dead-ends ahead) WHICH WAY DO I TURN??? (and slams on the brakes, coming to a complete stop, about 45 feet prior to the intersection, causing a car to almost rear-end us) (Car drives around with both driver and passenger staring at us as they pass - both have half-confused, half-pissed expressions on their faces.)

Me: (Still yelling, but realizing I need to quickly calm down so that she can calm down) YOU CAN'T STOP In the MIDDLE of the street like that!!! You're going to cause someone to smash into us from behind.

WIFE: WELL, WHY DON'T YOU JUST TELL ME WHERE TO GO...INSTEAD OF TRYING TO MAKE ME READ THOSE STUPID SIGNS!!!!

Me: (Sigh)...Ok, lesson's over for today.

And that was actually a good lesson. We've gone curb hopping in sedans (with wife just laughing it off) on numerous occasions.

Now, my wife's not stupid (and she'd be pissed if she knew I was posting this story about her), but when it comes to driving, she just doesn't get it. I guess that's what years of living in Hong Kong (never having to learn to drive because of the excellent public transportation system), taking mostly taxis will do to you?

i forgot to put the word "in my situation" or "in my case".....

lol...poor you...

[mariposang_gala 1]

Good for you!!

Just to clarify, it's not a lack of patience that leads to us husbands yelling, at least not in my case. To give you an idea of how a typical driving lesson with my wife goes:

Me: Ok, honey, set your mirrors before you start the car.

Wife: Which button is it (looking at the steering column)?

Me: It's on your left armrest.

Wife: This button? (The passenger window rolls down...and it's cold outside.)

Me: Nope, the other button. The one right in front of you. Turn that knob, so you can adjust the driver's side mirror first.

Wife: (After turning the button to the passenger side mirror and pushing the up arrow - causing the mirror on my side to click incessantly as the mirror, now pointing upwards, reflects the sun directly into my eyes) It's not working (as she stares at the motionless driver's side mirror).

Ok, mirrors fixed, car's in drive and wife is doing well. As the road we are on approaches a dead end, making the driver choose between left or right, I try to get her to understand the concept of the "big picture" and ask her to look ahead at the sign and tell me what it says:

Wife: What sign??

Me: The road sign (still calm at this point).

Wife: (Turning her entire body to look behind, over her left shoulder)WHAT SIGN??? (starting to raise her voice now)

Me: Never mind, just watch where you're....DAMN...going....we're about to hit the curb!!! (Ok, I'm yelling now...while watching the traffic behind us in the side mirror and starting to reach for the steering wheel).

Me: Honey, you have to be able to read the street signs. They are there to tell you what's ahead, so you can make decisions earlier.

Wife: (still yelling) I'M STILL LEARNING. I DON'T NEED TO READ THE SIGNS. YOU NEED TO READ THEM FOR ME AND TELL ME WHERE TO GO!!!!

ME: (because she's yelling, I start yelling back) BUT, I'M NOT ALWAYS GOING TO BE IN THE CAR TO TELL YOU WHERE TO TURN.

(we're still not to the dead-end intersection yet because we're only going about 20 MPH in a 40 MPH zone)

WIFE: (Upon seeing that the road dead-ends ahead) WHICH WAY DO I TURN??? (and slams on the brakes, coming to a complete stop, about 45 feet prior to the intersection, causing a car to almost rear-end us) (Car drives around with both driver and passenger staring at us as they pass - both have half-confused, half-pissed expressions on their faces.)

Me: (Still yelling, but realizing I need to quickly calm down so that she can calm down) YOU CAN'T STOP In the MIDDLE of the street like that!!! You're going to cause someone to smash into us from behind.

WIFE: WELL, WHY DON'T YOU JUST TELL ME WHERE TO GO...INSTEAD OF TRYING TO MAKE ME READ THOSE STUPID SIGNS!!!!

Me: (Sigh)...Ok, lesson's over for today.

And that was actually a good lesson. We've gone curb hopping in sedans (with wife just laughing it off) on numerous occasions.

Now, my wife's not stupid (and she'd be pissed if she knew I was posting this story about her), but when it comes to driving, she just doesn't get it. I guess that's what years of living in Hong Kong (never having to learn to drive because of the excellent public transportation system), taking mostly taxis will do to you?

LOL...poor you...

I forgot to put the "in my case" or " in my situation"

your wife is not alone...

That is what kind of living we have in philippines when im still living there..its either you walk or commute...(bus,jeepneys,tri cycle, or taxi)...

[Darnell 8,479]

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