The latest in a series of haiku poetry inspired by drive test failures.
She says she didn't speed.
Yes she did, she sped three times.
Sir, you are a jerk.
The girl came in today with her sister. She wanted a driving test.
Out on the road, she could not maintain a legal speed.
5 miles per hour over . . .
6 miles per hour over . . .
11 miles per hour over.
Obedience to the law is a vital part of passing a skills test. Unfortunately, her lead foot got the best of her.
Occasionally, after a failed test, a parent will call to defend the honor of their precious child. This time it was mom. She insisted her daughter did not fail. She explained that 4 previous kids had tested with us without a problem and this 5th child had practiced more than the others. She asked to speak to a manager-that's how I got involved. I explained that the fail was a result of traveling 10 miles per hour or more over the speed limit but that she had also sped two other times. I also pointed out that the previous 4 teens who tested with us should be proof that we test fairly. Mom was pleasant when she got off the phone.
Unfortunately, the story doesn't end there. Mom called back about 20 minutes later. She had a question about what the tester had told her daughter regarding lane changes. I clarified the instructors explanation. Mom then returned to the issue of speeding. She insisted that her daughter did not speed. I reminded her that the girl sped three times. Mom challenged me, "You said she only sped twice."
"No," I replied, "I told you that she was 11 mph over which is a dangerous action and that she sped two other times." I continued, "Your daughter failed because she sped. She does not pay close enough attention to her speedometer. She needs to pay attention to her speed for the safety of herself and everyone around her."
"Sir," she said, "you're a jerk," and then she hung up on me.