Sunday, February 04, 2007

L's World: my new best friend

Meet A Aaron, my ACT accredited driving instrucor. Actually he's just Ron. He put three "A"s infront of his name and turns himself into A Aaron so that he's the first man to be listed on the yellow pages under "driving instructor". Except other companies have ways and money to get much further ahead than him and he was in fact the 21st company I rang.

I gave up on the original company after the instructor's car happened to burn out three times right before my lesson, and failed to nominate any one else. Plus I still have a grudge against the wanker that gave me the first lesson in September. This is one of those moments when you've gotta bless the free market. Ron turns out to be 5% cheaper than every one else and he could fix me a lesson in less than 12 hours. * bleeuuurrrrpppp ***!! This car burn out thing turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

Ron is like AliG. He wears a tracksuit, basketball shoes, blingblings on his fingers and more bling blings on the side of his sunnies. He chain smokes and sounds like donald duck. He makes a cross infront of his chest after completing the lesson just for the effect. Against all odds he is actually a bloody fantastic teacher. He drills me and doesn't give up on me just cos I've just almost killed three old ladies on the foot path. I already know how to chase baddies on the high way like the UK police and I know which embassy buys which kind of cars. He has an instruction stick and a brain so sharp that every time I cut a corner I know to laugh awkwardly. And I am doing perfect right angle parks like there's no tomorrow. I know this sounds crazy, and Templeton is bracing himself, but I am now rendered competent in 12 out of 22 competencies - woo hoo!!

Ron - my new best friend.