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Asians are Horrible Drivers (that includes little brown girls like me)


So, we went out to dinner for my dads birthday….I did not have fun. I asked my mom if I could drive because I thought we were going to the cute little French cafe by the movie theatre. It’s literally three minutes from my house. So I drove there. And it was all good. But that place was closed early because of Easter. Someone was too lazy to check their timings before we left :/

Anyway, we decided to go to some nasty Indian restaurant instead. It sucked, but that’s not the point. The point is, this restaurant was in the opposite direction. So I had to drive an extra ten minutes and I had no idea where I was going.

And if you have desi parents, you know that they’re backseat drivers. So there i am, minding my own business, and i think I’m doing pretty well, so I turned on the radio. What does my dad say? “Array! Awaz bundh karo! It’s distracting you!”

It wasn’t. I think he just doesn’t appreciate Will.i.am. Feat. Britney Spears like I do. So what does he do about it? Scream and shout. (See what I did there? XD) so between all this yelling and screaming, I somehow managed to run a red light. I was coming to a stop because the light was yellow, and all of the sudden my dad yells “GO!” So what do I do? I go. And then I stop in the middle of the road because half my brain is telling me that my dad is wrong and I should stop before the light changes, and the other half of my brain is telling me to listen before I get yelled at even more.

And all of my brain is telling me I suck at driving. And mind you, I haven’t driven in months. Somehow, whenever i want to drive, its always when the entire family is sitting in the car and feels like yelling at me. And thanks to the joys of Pavlovian classical conditioning, I get anxiety every time I get behind the wheel. Which is partly the reason why I still haven’t taken the driving test yet. Yes, I am a senior in high school and I don’t have a driver’s license. I blame my parents.

At some point I ended up passing the restaurant we were going to, so I had to make a u-turn. But I’m not good at making a u-turn. So instead my mom told me to turn into some apartment complex and just go back around. Well, I tried that. It didn’t work. To make a long story short, the three “fantastic drivers” in the passenger seats were giving me some “friendly tips” all at the same time…and then I almost crashed into the car into a building and we almost died. But we didn’t and we’re all alive (Alhamdulillah).

In other news: I have one day of spring break left and I didn’t do any of my homework yet. And I only left my house twice in 8 days.

Moral of the Story: The stereotypes are true. Brown girls can’t drive.

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