I have a big birthday next week. It is one with that awful zero at the end. I am entering a decade that I guess will be exciting, so far each decade has been. But California DMV has a rule, when you hit this decade you have to take a written driver's test.
I hate taking tests, especially a driver's test. This is the only test as an adult that really counts. If you blow this one, you end up walking. As we have moved around from state to state, I have had to take a vision and written test. I always pass, but I freak out.
I have been studying online for weeks. I read, and read, and read the DMV handbook. I took all the sample tests and the tutorial over and over. The tutorial tests change every time you click on it. I was ready, I hoped. Thursday was my appointment.
I picked a DMV office I had been to before, that was in a safe area, and that had free parking. These were things this agoraphobic needed to slow down the panic attack that could strike. I was taken on time for my appointment, the paper work went quickly, vision test, then another clerk took my picture and then handed me my test. I thought for sure it would be on a computer like the tutorial. Nope, a long piece of paper. There were 18 questions and I was allowed 3 errors.
I started reading, The first one I knew I would miss, I just couldn't remember what was the legal limit of blood alcohol to get a DUI. I guessed too low. Then there were questions that had not been on the tutorial, and I am pretty sure not in the handbook. I was starting to panic. Deep breaths. Calm down. I finished the test. I took my test back to the clerk and yay, I only missed one question.
I am good for 5 more years. Then we do this all again.