As you might have seen on Instagram, I just came back from some sort of road trip to Italy with the boy. He drove me to lake Garda where we stayed in the tiny town of Gargnano and visited Salò, before we spent a night in Milano and then drove back home to Switzerland. Over a thousand kilometers which I didn’t spend at the wheel, not once.
Why? It’s simple – I don’t have a license. Shocker.
I am turning 26 next Monday and I still don’t have a driver’s license. A thing that seems to amaze literally everybody I meet.
It’s totally ok, I get why a lot of people would find it weird. I mean… everybody has one, right? I get it. Literally every idiot on earth seems to have a license.
What I don’t get is the reactions I get when I explain why I don’t have a license.
It’s not like I’m too lazy, it’s just that I don’t feel comfortable with speed. I had five lessons when I was 18 years old and, unlike all of my other friends, I hated every single one of them. I reached my level of anxiousness at 80 km/h. I was scared. I didn’t enjoy it at all. It exhausted me to concentrate on everything around me while I was trying not to freak out over the speed I was driving at. I also don’t exactly enjoy being a passenger on a car.
Also, I feel like I wouldn’t be able to react the right way in dangerous situations. I think I’d squeak and let go of the steering wheel, which probably isn’t exactly the best reaction, I think we can agree on that. Sometimes I scream when a fly ‘surprises’ me, not because I’m scared of the fly but because I’m just that jumpy – so, you know, it is something to consider. For my own safety and yours alike, for that matter.
Again, I do understand why people often try to convince me to give it another try and try to explain to me why I might be happy to have a license in one or another situation. I get it. I am currently thinking about giving it another try, even though I am terrified – just in order to have double checked my fear.
What I don’t get is how everybody is so f*cking sure of themselves, no questions asked.
Yes, self-doubt sucks and self-confidence is king, but when I look around me, be it my friends or just random drivers on the road, I really do feel like licenses are just given to anybody who wants one, as long as they are not completely blind.
I have friends who have gotten into several accidents since they got their license, friends who get speeding tickets all of the time – not because they love to drive fast, but because they claim to not be able to drive within a given limit – and friends who nobody wants to drive with, because their driving style is just so unconfident. And they still consider themselves great drivers. Is that really the way it’s supposed to be?
It’s not seldom that I hear about accidents by 80-year-old people. 80 f*cking years old. Those people should be sitting at home already, take walks and sh*t – not drive a car. I mean it. I have a neighbor who walks bent over and walks and talks in slo-mo – we call her anabiotic – and the other day she told me how she drives more than an hour to see her age-old mother… of course, why not – I wouldn’t entrust her with an ordinary glass, why should I have my doubts when it comes to steer a powerful vehicle. Because everybody can drive, that’s what they tell me.
And don’t get me started about people who drink and drive or speed, not only endangering themselves but everybody else around them.
So… I don’t know. If only few among us are able to be honest to themselves, maybe we should start being actively honest to those around us. If you drive with somebody who clearly isn’t as good as he or she thinks, maybe you should tell them, no matter the consequences. And tell them their singing sucks too, if you’re already at it.
Anybody else here without a license? Let me know why 😉
Only because you’re convinced that you can sing, doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt our ears, trust me.