Ooooh, I can't say I'm the biggest fan of being tested! Pass or fail, but especially fail, I always feel a bit wrung out, like somehow they went for all my juicy tender bits and what's left is dark, and arid and smelling vaguely of burnt cinnamon.
I'm especially not fond of doing my Learner's License for all I've passed it in the past. It's such a hassle getting the form booked here, doing the eye test there, paying over there and dancing like a trained monkey over here. (I am pretty good at the last one though...)
I'm also a fan of answering questions in pen, not pencil. < - - never got on with the pseudo-lead brethren - It's lovely and decisive and sometimes it's wrong and I think, "Ah my god! What were you thinking it was so obviously B not C!" but at least I chose the wrong answer with a decisive flourish!
Well I'm off in a few minutes to have my knowledge of traffic tested. Hopefully I shall return with sparkly eyes and a devil-may-care attitude, and that's just if I fail!
Tally ho!!
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