Carefully, the woman behind the wheel

As one friend of mine, if a woman sits behind the wheel, do not expect good. Having mastered the driver's seat, it rapidly ceases to rush home from work to fry cutlets. This activity suddenly becomes dull, he prefers to hang around in traffic jams ...

There are women who behave behind the wheel as the Gaius Julius Caesar - can simultaneously deal with a whole bunch of things. As a rule, they are confident in their driving ability is not questioned. The theory of gender inequality on the road firmly rejected. "A good driver is not sex" - they say. And so often that it could not help think: but whether it is good when a woman claims to be asexual beings?

However, they still do not need advice and comments. Like Amazon, every day they win back the right to be a good driver. And the fact that male drivers take them exactly as the women behind the wheel, according to personal affront.

There are women from the category of "stop a galloping horse in a burning hut" - are not afraid of any difficulties. I myself once saw as the country of soap clay woman climbed the hill, sitting without yelling and tantrums behind the wheel and pulled the car.

The only blot on this heroic background can be considered critical days when the woman behind the wheel suddenly finds something. Eclipse. Twilight. Partial amnesia topographic stupidity. For no apparent reason your spouse begins to include not one indicator, long and hard to leave the parking lot, confuse the pedals. My colleague once skidded on the pavement, after she hit the brakes in front of a yellow traffic light. Fortunately, sidewalk appeared deserted ...

Try telling that to these days do not get behind the wheel. Woman angry, and then all will be bad, because in such times it is better not to anger.

I once had a romantic courtship period. Girl motorist was very pretty. And her car was a match - a small, clean, smelling of French perfume. The car was for her a great toy, and travel - a fun game. The complexity of the principle not to notice. She could easily pass on the clutch halfway, or turn on the speed instead of the second quarter, or to park right in the middle, taking their baby just two seats. She did all this not out of malice. Not intentionally. Just I was childishly easy.

I tried to teach honestly. But learning process proved futile. She continued to confuse right and left, poorly rebuilt, even worse was unfolding, and at the most crucial moments of close my eyes and cried, "Oh, Mom! "

Theoretical discussions as to what failed., And rose-colored glasses, finally flew. Gritting his teeth, I had to admit to myself, "She - just stupid." And soon our relationship ended.

And your woman also drives a car?

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