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My goodness. Talk about backseat driving. This is taking that to a WHOLE other level... back/passenger seat PILOTING. I'm sitting in the driver's seat (remember that I'm on my permit -- it's not like I'm THAT experienced!) attempting to at all concentrate on the street, when all three of my family members (INCLUDING MY TEN-YEAR-OLD SISTER) are yelling instructions at me.
It's very disconcerting to come upon a stop sign, and start looking in all directions, and then hear "STOP SIGN!! Stop, my goodness, there are cars out there!!"
They drive me crazy...
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Er..Raia you could make things easier for yourself if you would JUST STOP POSTING while driving a car!
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Don't worry--it just gets worse when you have your licence. Because then you have to drag your younger sibling around with you, and he'll tattle if you run a red light or something.
Which is why I'm thankful that my little brother now has his licence. I let him drive... And scream at him when he's doing something wrong.
And I am never allowing my father in the front seat with me ever again. He actually reaches over and jerks the wheel from me! When it's my turn to drive when we visit relatives (they only eight hours away, so we visit fairly often), I sit in the driver's seat with the car in park until he changes places with my mother. And until he buckles up. I swear, first car wreck my father's in, he's going to die from going straight through the window. Posts: 873 | Registered: Apr 2003
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I'm in a family of five (mom, dad, brother, sister), so I had all that and a bag o' chips. Here's an example of a conversation while I was driving:
"Daniel, this is illegal." "Daniel, don't listen to your mother. This is safe; safety comes before legalities." "But, Dave, he has to know it's illegal." "He does know. I told him last time." "Are you sure?" "Yes." "Dad, I think he's driving too fast. This is faster than you drive." "Dan, I think your sister is right." "Oh, Dave, you drive like an old man anyway." "No, I don't. I just obey the law." "Daniel is too." "This is a speed limit, not the manditory speed. He should - Dan, look out for that truck - he should slow down." "Daniel, why didn't you stop for that fire truck?" "I didn't hear the sirens because you were all talking so loud." "Dan, don't give me any lip!" "I didn't." "Daniel, don't talk back to your mother. Besides, she's right; you should have stopped for that fire truck." "I told you: I couldn't hear the sirens over all your banter." "That's enough. You're grounded when you get home. Now, pull over and let your father drive - I don't want you to drive with a temper. Besides, the sun is setting. You're much too inexperienced to be driving at night." "How do I get experience unless I..." "Your mom said "that's enough"! Now, listen to her. Pull over." I obey them, as I respect them as my parents and they were my only ticket to a license. My sister echoes every retort that comes from my parents, and my brother wears an teary-eyed, soundless expression that's even more nerve-racking than the rest of my family's ruckus.
And so forth. O' course, that's a pretty biased account, so I'm sure I exaggerated a bit. I doubt I exaggerated much, though.
Like Mayday said, it gets worse with your license, because then you're sure of your ability to drive and get so pissed at every correction they make of you. Then you get sucked into one of the "just because you have your license doesn't mean we're not your parents!" arguments.
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I've had my license for well over a decade. I consider myself a pretty good driver.
I still hate driving either of my parents anywhere. And they really try not to say anything . . . mostly. Posts: 32919 | Registered: Mar 2003
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Another piece of advice. Every parent is different in dealing with the driving situation. Some over-exaggerate, some don't care enough. My parents fought about my driving more amongst themselves rather than critiqing me, so I got lucky.
You can't really take other's advice about how to deal with your parents because there is no way they know them as much as you do. If you think they're being ridiculous, stand your ground. Do what YOU feel is right, don't listen to people on this board tell you to do, but listen to this: Do what you think is best with your parents.
Another thing, do NOT let you younger brother/sister have a word about your driving, or refuse to drive. Little brothers/sisters repeat advice of parents because if you disagree with them, your parents will back them up because they're giving you the same advice they your parents gave you themselves so they will naturally agree(which makes the the little kid think they're smarter than you). So, because the parents agree with the little brothers/sisters "advice", they have authority over you for a small time. Trust me, little kids love having authority over bigger ones. That's their whole motivation.
If your parents say you're being oversensitive, then say, "Fine, I'm oversensitive, as long as I don't have to deal with somebody who knows nothing about driving tell me what to do." I don't have a brother or sister that's younger, but I would never, ever let somebody younger or less experienced tell me how to do something that could possibly endanger everybody in the car.
Or you could flip them off and tell them to kiss your 00, it's up to you.
You can tell I had a fun time driving with my parents huh?
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My parents were awesome about the whole driving situation.
I learned to drive in the winter. One time, while with my dad, I came very close to getting into a head-on collision. I saved us, even though it would have been my fault, by driving into a ditch. We sat there for about a minute in stunned silence, glad to be alive, and then he said "don't tell your mother about this boy, she'll never let you drive again until you're thirty."
My dad learned to drive on the backroads near his house in B.C. His dad took him for one lesson, and got so pissed off that when it was over he threw my dad the keys and said "Here, teach yourself." Those were the days.
But my parents never say anything while I drive. Probably because I'm so damn good behind the wheel. Posts: 1855 | Registered: Mar 2003
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Da_Goat: That was the funniest thing I've read in a long time, I'm so sorry!!
rivka: Hehe.
Nick: Oh, I don't listen to what she says. It REALLY annoys me when she tries to backseat drive, but hey, she's 10!!! SHE DOESN'T HAVE A CLUE! Glad I got that off my chest.
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*laughs* my parents happily did NOT have me drive with my sisters in the back. Dad taught me at first-and he laughed. he laughed his head off while I help up a whole intersection for three lights trying to get the hang of the clutch. Finally, after I got too nervous about driving, they had my Nannie take over teaching me-mainly because I was doing everything I could to avoid driving-and she taught me on an automatic van, which made my life soooo much easier. After I got my liscense, I drove stick, and did fine-I was MUCH more comfortable without my parents in the car. My sisters are lucky, mom and dad learned from me, and Nannie will be the one to teach them how to drive
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Well, that's what I almost did yesterday from all the backseat driving... bump someone. I am so sick and tired of driving my family around, but my dad refuses to drive because I need the practice.
We drove out to Rosh Hashana dinner last night... out to friends who live in the middle of nowhere. I was driving, my dad was telling me where to turn. He told me to take a wrong turn. My sister and mom started freaking out. Both were like "Shani can't drive this, aba, you drive, etc. etc... my sister was whining nonstop "We're gonna be late! I hate when this happens, why does nobody listen to me when I tell them what to do??" My mom was like "It's getting dark, she can't do this, and she drives really slowly (I was NOT) and we'll never get there, dinner will be half over, it's gonna rain, we're lost!" While my dad the whole time was trying to agree with them, disagree with them AND give me directions at the same time.
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I'm lucky. My mom refuses to get in the car with me while I'm still learning AND I'm the youngest, so it's only my dad and me in the car. Though his first bit of advice was pretty funny. It was something along the lines of "Let's see, what did I tell your brothers when they were first learning to drive? Think of it like playing Nintendo. You'll suck at first, but pretty soon you'll get better at it." "Um, dad, that's not very good because I never really improve at Nintendo." "Oh."
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