steve kwan user experience designer

Steve on wheels

(October 17th, 2005 - 11:40PM)

After years and years of resisting, I am finally getting my driver's license.

Don't get me wrong: I don't want it and I don't need it. I'm seven years past the legal driving age in BC, and I've been getting by just fine without a car. I've taken a lot of pride in the fact that I've survived without experiencing one of North American life's major milestones. Were it up to me, I'd never get my license. But apparently, it's not up to me.

My mother took me out to lunch and told me that she wanted to see me in a cream-coloured Mini convertable with the top down and Bosley's head blowing in the wind. I'm used to my mother nagging me about getting a license, but this time she just seemed disappointed in me. I figured I had to get a license or else she'd start crying.

As soon as I told all my friends I'm getting a license, they freaked out. It's amazing how everyone else is so much more excited about this than I am.

My mom says getting a car will help me get a girlfriend. Again, it doesn't seem to matter that I don't want a girlfriend. My mom says that after getting a car, I'll be amazed I was able to get by without one. That's what people said about girlfriends too, and so far the girlfriend thing hasn't worked out well. Maybe I'll wind up being one of those crazy old people who treat their pet cats like people.