Dara Shops
1/5
I’ve done 32 hours of driving class in the Philippines and I tell you what, where I practiced to drive? It was the actual streets, highways that are narrower, with so much traffic. The other drivers around are more aggressive, BUT 3 of my driving instructors there were all kind, calm, gentle, and patient, and I felt very safe and comfortable with them teaching me actual driving that I passed my driving license in the Philippines in one take. Compare where I practiced today. It’s empty neighborhood streets, empty parking spaces, no traffic, more lanes, and wider roads.
Now, when I took my driving class with Hui, I’m not in my 100% best suit bc 1) 2 months after I got my driver’s license in the Philippines, I moved here, 2) it’s been 11 months now since I started driving again.
I know how to maneuver, but again, I haven’t driven for 11 months, so during the first 30 mins, when I pressed the brake it wasn’t 100% smooth but I guarantee you it was at least 70% smooth. W/ that mistake, he corrected me in an irritating manner where he said “why do you keep pressing the brake like that” and bangs his back on his chair exaggerating that I’m super awful when I’m really not. Ofc, now I’m scared, so I said “sorry, right, okay.” He taught me how to press the brake smoothly.
After 1 hour and a half, we went to Rio Honda College to drive around the empty parking space to practice more on turning left and right and how to press the brake smoothly. Then there was an incident when I was checking the lines and I thought, “ooh wait I think I’m so close to the line, what if the parking spot was full of cars, I’ll hit the parked cars,” so anxiously I moved the car slightly away from the edge of the lines of the parking spot. Then he got mad at me and said “I hate that. I hate what you’re doing. Why do you keep moving the car like that if you see something?” Then he showed me again what I did in an exaggerated way and moved the car left and right frantically to mimic what I did which AGAIN WAS NOT AS AWFUL AS THAT. But I said “sorry.”
Then he was teaching me how to park. I said “I don’t know the technique anymore how to park, I forgot. Can you teach me?” He only instructed me ONCE how to do it.
I was now having cold feet in this situation because my whole body was now rejecting him. So honestly, I was not 100% paying attention anymore. When I tried to park on the right, I forgot what he said, “if you park in the right spot, go to the left lane first then park. If you want to park in the left spot, go to the right lane first then park.”
So I was in the right lane trying to park in the right spot. And I kept getting confused now with how the “reverse” works and nervously shaking, looking at the rear mirror, left and side mirror and getting confused and rattled. Instead of trying to park in the spot in front, what I was doing was I was trying to park behind me in the left lane. In short, I couldn’t park on my first attempt after listening to his first instruction on how to park.
Now this is crazy because HE LITERALLY GOT MAD AT ME AND RAISED HIS VOICE. He got mad at me for what? For not perfectly knowing how to do it on my first attempt? Was that really necessary? Was it really necessary to raise his voice at me and say “why do you keep pressing the reverse, why do you keep trying to park in the spot behind you when there are so many empty spots in front of you? Just park in the spots in front of you.”
So I couldn’t help it and talked back and said “why do you keep yelling and raising your voice at me? You don’t need to get mad. I’m also an Asian.”
And he replied, “so? So what if you’re Asian?”
I said, “well shouldn’t you be kinder since we’re from the same continent?”
He kept saying “so? So?”
Then he started making these noises showing me his irritation.
On my second attempt to park, I did it easily and perfectly.
Now when we left Rio Honda College parking space to drive back to Monterey Park, I was kind of shaking. All I could hear was his voice getting mad at me, his noises showing irritation at me.