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Baby you can’t drive my car

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Anyone who knows me well enough, knows I don’t have a drivers license. This often comes as a shock to most people, likening it to being illiterate. The truth of the matter is I know how to drive, but it’s the test I don’t know how to take. I have procrastinated so long in getting a drivers license, my learners permit has finally expired after 6 years.

So now I have to get a new one and trust me the bureaucratic implications of this are astounding in the metropolitan area, but it’s just something I have to do… mainly to stave off strange glances at me at parties.

“Oh, this is Ben. He doesn’t know how to drive, so don’t use any big words in front of him.”

3 replies on “Baby you can’t drive my car”

oh you cute little manhattan babies. having a driver's license it super fun. just wait until one day when you have to rent a car in some place like costa rica. then you will be riding along in central america shifting gears like a maniac, thrilled to death to have that terrible picture on that not quite hard not quite soft card that is your ny license.

so – if you get carded – do you show your passport? and isn't that a little bit weird?

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