There is this urban legend about driving test, that women tend to pass the test easily if they show a bit of cleavage, wear short skirts or dress sexily, coz the testers are lecherous.
Back in the poly days, I thought this was a myth created by a certain MCP who was upset that women were driving cars, which in the old past, only men could drive. Maybe he had lost a bet with a gal who proved him wrong, that gals couldn't drive. Hence, he made up this myth to be spiteful and that women were lousy drivers. Hmm, I was quite a mild feminist then.
However, I myself is a live testament to that myth today. No, I hadn't pass the test, but I had a better lesson for once. Showing some skin really helped a little.
I had been getting this really stern instructor for my driving lessons, probably because I didn't book one and he wasn't booked by others due to his infamous temper. As much as I'm quite tolerant, his nonchalant voice and hardly audible pronunciation pissed me off sometimes, and very often, I couldn't quite catch his instructions, so I needed him to repeat. And very often, he would raise his voice, and when correcting my mistakes, his tone wasn't very nice too.
Today, I was hoping that I wouldn't get him as my instructor, but as you all know, we all probably knew what we didn't want was going to happen and that's why we prayed. I had not had any practice since my last driving test 2 months ago, so I was mentally prepared to be grilled badly by him.
Surprisingly, while he still had that nonchalant and hardly audible voice, he wasn't stern today. Either he is in a bloody good mood, or my mistakes were less "fatal" or it's my black shorts.
Maybe, his bad temper was what I imaginatively conjured up when I drove really badly and today, I drove quite well, minus the lane change, speed control and parking.
Still, hope the black short works its charm on the tester tomorrow.
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