Driver’s license? Check!

I think being able to drive is almost a quintessentially American rite of passage from teendom to adulthood.  Even before having a serious boy- or girlfriend, even before seriously considering investing in one’s college education, even before setting in stone one’s career choices, everyone has a license, and not having one is peculiar. The question I usually get is: “How many times did you fail?”

Well, no longer. As of 10am this morning, I am a certified MA Class D driver. Granted, those two letters in capital do come with a bit of a stigma, of all places.

~ by yokosocb on August 1, 2009.