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"SSC(CW) Driving Lesson"
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SherpaDave 8325 desperate attention whore postings
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06-24-01, 02:17 AM (EST)
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"SSC(CW) Driving Lesson"
LAST EDITED ON 06-26-01 AT 00:59 AM (EST)

Emerging from the doorway, a boy. Looks fourteen, is sixteen. A month-old driver's license is in his right hip pocket, sandwiched between a photo of his girlfriend (looks seventeen, is fifteen, no driver's license yet; coincidentally, she's been his girlfriend for a month and will be until she herself turns sixteen) and a condom he'll not use for another two years, but will admire often, almost as often as the driver's license.
He has just attended a college seminar on the politics of feminism, a course his sister dearly loves, but which he did not understand. Nevertheless, he is in high spirits; attending the course was his sister's price for teaching him how to drive stick shift.
Her car is (of course) a Volkswagen Bug, a car she bought with one hundred dollars of waitressing tips. Last summer, it had taken her around the country to an impressive number of Grateful Dead shows; now, it takes her to abortion clinics around the state, where she takes part in counter-demonstrations. A dancing bears decal, a remnant from her deadhead days, is in the rear window, just underneath a campus parking sticker. On the rear bumper are two stickers. One reads, "Meat is Murder," the other, "Pro-Clinton Pro-Choice."
He is eager to start his lesson. She suggests a parking lot by the Safeway they tore down, drives them there. She explains the clutch and the gears to him and notes that Bugs are best to learn on because they're the hardest. "Once you can drive a Bug, you can drive anything," she says. Her mouth is smiling as she says this, but her eyes are not. He notices, finds it odd, because her eyes have always been unusually expressive. He doesn't comment on it, though; he wants to take the wheel.
They switch seats and he turns the ignition, puts the car in gear, pops the clutch, and stalls as the car jerks forward. "Shit," she says, and he apologizes, but she just shakes her head and explains the balance needed between the gas and the clutch.
He nods and starts the car again after putting it in neutral. This time, he revs it too high and the car peels out as he lets out the clutch. "Shit," she says again, and again he apologizes, and again she shakes her head and offers new instructions.
For about an hour, it goes like this: he, making mistakes, she, saying "shit" and correcting him. Finally, he is driving smoothly, shifting well (though not perfectly) and yet she says "shit" again. And it finally dawns on him that his driving has nothing to do with her saying "shit."
He looks over at her and is surprised to see her crying. Tears are running off the tip of her nose. He stops the car and he, too, says, "Shit."
"Yup," she says. "Shit."
And he says, "Don't cry."
And she says, "I'll cry if I God damned want to."
"Okay," he says, and they sit, completely quiet but for the occasional sound of a tear hitting the seat.
A long time. He thinks he'll turn seventeen before they speak again.
Finally, she looks at him and says, "Guess what?"
And he's about to say "what?" but he decides to make a joke. Widening his eyes, he says, "You're pregnant."
But she doesn't laugh. She just looks at him and says, "Shit."


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  Subject     Author     Message Date     ID  
 RE: SSC(CW) Driving Lesson unknownsurvivor 06-25-01 1
 RE: SSC(CW) Driving Lesson Survivorchick 06-25-01 2
   RE: SSC(CW) Driving Lesson SherpaDave 06-26-01 3
       RE: SSC(CW) Driving Lesson mistofleas 06-26-01 4

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unknownsurvivor 26 desperate attention whore postings
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06-25-01, 05:53 PM (EST)
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1. "RE: SSC(CW) Driving Lesson"
very good dave I had a freind whos sister was big in the anti-abortion thing and we were joking around with her one day and made the joke that she was pregnate and she got the most lost look on her face and then started crying. She was pregnate and had not told her parents yet and was just getting ready to go off to collage.

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06-25-01, 09:01 PM (EST)
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2. "RE: SSC(CW) Driving Lesson"
Good story Dave
But I'm confused. There are three typos in the first four lines. When I noticed this, I checked the name of the poster again. Yep - it's Sherpadave alright. Hmmm... I don't get it. I thought there must be some sort of significance. As I noticed additional typos throughout the story, I became more puzzled. I KNOW that you would never unintentionally leave so many typos in your text. Still, I just don't understand their relevance to the story. Could you explain this to me?

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SherpaDave 8325 desperate attention whore postings
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06-26-01, 00:56 AM (EST)
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3. "RE: SSC(CW) Driving Lesson"
Um... it was late? I was writing an episode? I was stressed? Yeah, yeah, that's it.

Gawd, how humiliating.


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06-26-01, 10:26 AM (EST)
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4. "RE: SSC(CW) Driving Lesson"
LAST EDITED ON 06-26-01 AT 10:26 AM (EST)

Thank goodness... now at least I know you're human and not a spelling cyborg!!
I like the story Dave...brother/sister relationships are a good topic because there are so many dynamic's involved. Your male character sounds like a great guy. Did you base him on you?


--thinks Sherpa is one talented dude

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