My sister and I have been extremely close for 29 years. So I thought I knew everything there was to know about her. But you never fully know anybody, it seems.
In the time I’ve been away from Montreal, she learned to drive. And I discovered that she is one of those drivers who keep making loud comments addressed to other drivers who obviously can’t hear what is being said.
The first time I was in the car with her, I almost fell out of the car because I laughed so hard when she made a passionate diatribe telling the driver that passed us by everything she thought about his personality, appearance, and poor prospects in life.
Now I wonder what kind of driver I would be if I were ever to learn. Maybe I’d discover new things about myself, too.
Are you a talkative or a silent driver?