And now it's time for the part of the show where Tova shares an awkward story, and then you all share awkward stories, and then we all laugh at one another.
I didn't get my driver's license until I was 21. The delay was due in large part to the fact that A- My parents told me I'd have to pay for my own car insurance once I got my license, B - I typically had a boyfriend to drive me where I needed to go, and C - I'm just plain lazy. I might've held off on getting my license for even longer, except that, as luck would have it, I met Mr. Darling when I was visiting some friends in another state. After we met, we started talking by email and then by phone, and about 5 months after we met, Mr. D bought a ticket to fly out and see me.
The problem, of course, was that I had no driver's license, and I knew that it would be the height of humiliation if my mommy had to pick him up at the airport because I couldn't drive. Also, I didn't want to tell him that I didn't have my license because, although he's only two years older than me, he was the most "grown-up" of any guy I'd ever dated, and I didn't want him to think that I was some irresponsible child. So, I decided to hurry up and get my license, and with just a few weeks to spare until Mr. D's arrival, I went to the DMV to take my driving test.
The test went reasonably well, and I even managed not to screw up the parallel parking portion (even though to this day, I can't parallel park to save my life.) When the test was over, I pulled back into the parking lot, and the driving instructor said "Pull in next to that red truck." And of course, I took that to mean, "Park next to that red minivan on the other side of the lot." So I'm driving fairly quickly to get to the red minivan, when I suddenly see the red truck I'm supposed to be parking next to. Naturally, I whipped the steering wheel to the left without bothering to slow down, and the car began hurtling toward the side of the red truck. The driving instructor screamed, "Stop!!!" and I slammed on the brakes with inches to spare.
The driving instructor looked completely in shock at my lack of driving abilities when he asked me,"Do you realize that if I hadn't yelled, you would've hit that truck?" To which I replied, "Um, sorry about that." He started writing something on his clipboard while I sat there wondering how Mr. D was going to react when I showed up in the back seat of my parents' car to pick him up at the airport. Finally, the instructor looked at me, rolled his eyes, and said "Just go inside and get your picture taken for your license."
And so I got my license, just barely. My theory is that the instructor figured if I wasn't a good driver by age 21, I never would be. He did, however, point at me while laughing with the other instructors. It was awkward, but decidedly less awkward than having my mom pick up Mr. D from the airport would've been. As a side note, I didn't tell Mr. D that I'd only had my license for a few weeks until we'd been dating for about three months. Which means that when I almost hit a truck and then the median after picking him up, he was somewhat surprised at what a bad driver I was.
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