**Since we are away this week, I thought I would post some funnies from the past... Originally posted July 2010)**
If you remember not too long ago, Mr. Jason had to take a defensive driving class because he had too many tickets and was about to lose his license... This just cracked me up! So mean I know, but it was funny... I am not too sure he learned much from his driving school experience...
The other day we were heading home and as we were approaching the railroad tracks by my house the signals started blinking so Jason stopped. We were chatting away and I notice the train was a ways down the tracks and moving really SLOW... The train was wailing his horn (?) much more so than normal but whatever... We continued our convo and I notice the signal gates across the way coming down and then...
The signal gate on our side hit the roof of my truck! We were both a bit stunned and not thinking Jason just backed up instead of just going over the tracks (The train was still way off in the distance wailing his damn horn) He slammed the truck into reverse, and made all the cars behind us back up! As he backed up the gate scraped my truck and then dropped down mere inches from the hood of my vehicle! I busted out laughing at the idiocy of the situation. Then I became a bit embarrassed... Seriously, there was a line of cars behind us and I am sure some had to be my neighbors. Being as we were in MY car, I did not want these people to think I was the moron driving!!!
Jason assured me that he "gots this" and the second the gate lifted he floored it... The problem? He was STILL in reverse! No Lie. Thankfully, the car behind us was way back and we did not hit him! I busted out laughing and he was seriously humiliated at this point!
Still thinking I may know someone in the dozens of cars behind us, I refused to allow him to drive to our house (my logic was that if we didn't go directly home no one would realize that it was MY car. I mean there are a million black expeditions out there right?) So I made him turn into the golf course for a few minutes.
Our journey did not end there however... As I finally deem it safe to return home, we leave the golf course. The problem? He goes out the entrance! Seriously?!?!
All this from the same guy who says I can't drive.... Well from where I'm sitting, I think someone needs to return to driving school!