Crash Course..

Time: 2nd day of ramadan, two hours before fatoor.
Place:Parking lot behind the driving centre.
Victim:Yours truly
Criminal:Daddy dearest



Resting my forhead on the steering wheel,I try really hard to think of a happy place. Somewhere where my father is not standing outside in his home dishdash,bathrooom slippers and red face. A place where his voice (which is now causing people to stare from balconies above the parkinglot) would not reach me.

No luck..

Dad: I dont understand how you cant park backwards..**very aggitate voice,throwing his hands around in anger**

I look up,my chin hitting the horn and letting out a ear pericing blare.."ooooooooOooopps, baba wala Im trying look I parked only on the yellow line!" I say trying to pacify him.

Staring at me with violent intentions he marches to drivers door and yanks it open."Get out you blind child and look"He replies with his teeth clenched and sweat starting to show on his forehead.

Sighing I get out of the car and look at the car..Soo ok it the car was parked in two spaces..Big deal!! Ill just make sure not to park backwards if there are cars around..

"shoofi wain you parked!!, Baba lily look you drive past the parking spot curve your car only slightly,then put the car in reverse and back up stright for two paces then kisree il sikan" He says camly with heavely accented english.

Lily:**nods intellegently her shala bouncing** eeee Inshalla..I'll get it!

Backing up form the car he crosses his arms and stands arabic like (ya3ni arragontly,like he owns the place) "Ok baba imshi gadaam"

Lily:**grinning at him reassuringly,I toss the car into drive and hit the accelator"

Baba**shouting when I narrowly missed his feet**:"shawy shawy,wain 6aira ya be3eera?"

Lily:**laughs like a hyena" I mean I had to stop the damn car people..Not the polite laughter..Ahhh noo it was like insane hysterical laughter:P

Baba:"Stop STOP THE CAR LILIOOOOOOOOOOO"

I stop the car abruptly and keep laughing as he marches up to it pretty upset.

Baba:"gooliliii inti shino funny? Lo ga6a3ti my toes shino kina ra7 insaweee???!?!?!?"

Im sorrry but the image of this huge man jumping up and down in pain in his dishdash and bleeding toes in this not so vacant parking lot was just tooooo funnny!! So I kept laughing and he kept berating..On and on for about ten minutes.

Baba:"Fine you dont want to drive,no license no car"

Lily: Laaa khalas baba walla soorry Loook.*I hit the drive as my dad jumps back from the car*
I cruise around the parking lot grinning at the good looking indan who was leaning on his motorcycle watching us..He grinned back and saluted with his hat(gorgous creature..subhan ilkhali'3..) ;)

Ilmuhim had fun fun fun..My dad swore on heaven and earth that 1)I will never learn to park backwards and 2)If I drove the way I drive right now in any car I will be in an accident in two minutes flat...

I kinda agree with the poor man..Who I told rather meanly that I could have left him thier in the parking lot and it was out of the goodness of my heart that I decided to allow him back in the car..Needless to say he wont be giving me anymore lessons..I was such a good driver before kuwait..Damn kuwaiti lawlessness ruined me..

How about you folks? Any brave souls willing to give a driving lesson?;P