Of all the instructors (so far it's 8) I've practiced with, I realise there is a particular one that really just puts me off balance. Sadly, he seems to be one of the 2 I keep getting from the whole list of names. I don't know why, but it's like this weird, very agitated vibe coming off him that kinda rubs off on me and then I start to get agitated myself, get tense and lose concentration. When you got that feeling, it just doesn't help with you trying to make sure that you're doing the right step, getting turns at the right timing and not knock things down. Even at the stage of revision, he somehow still wants to tell you what to do and it's uncomfortable because it's not a positioning I am already comfortable with. As soon as I start, I'm all tense and after one mistake it all goes down the hole.

Just like what happened with the grumpy old man which




Of the 8, there are 3 who are in the mid-range that would give you a bit of the heebeejeebees... that little bit of creepiness that they might just shock you any minute with a sudden burst of energy or something. They just sit in their seat, rather quiet and don't say much except for the instructions as to where to turn and all. Then they'll stop and tell you all you've done wrong and make u think, "Did I do that? When? Where?"


Finally the top 3, 2 of which I don't think I'll ever have the chance to practice with ever again. One was my very first instructor who thought me the basics and made it all quite light and simple so that the whole thing didn't just scare me away from driving altogether. In fact the lesson was fun, although from any by-stander's view, it looked rather stupid going forward and reversing for 15 minutes, followed by going round in circles.

The other one would be the 2nd auto-car instructor who talked a lot but taught a lot too. I honestly can't remember half the mundane things most of the instructors tell me


The last one I will comment about is the craziest one of all. He labelled himself the "Ah-Beng Instructor" and, yes, he totally lives up to the name. On the first lesson I had with him, he kept shouting "SPEEEEEED!" which made me laugh more than actually pick up my speed. He would start singing Hokkien songs, making fun of other instructors and their trainees, shouting at old ladies who cross the road to slow (quite deafening in the car with the windows up), and point out the weird things people wear with regards to making me look out for people about to cross at zebra-crossings. There was even a time he pretended to sleep (????), another lesson he whipped out a radio and started tuning in to one of the stations which played one of that Crazy Frog's songs. So far he's the only one who has made me laugh the whole lesson, and if someone was watching they'd be wondering why I'm laughing and smiling away when the rest of the trainees seem to be frowning or concentrating really hard. The whole point, in the end, is that I'm relaxed and at ease with the whole lesson, which makes it a lot more enjoyable.
Wonder If I'll Get A New One To Rant About Soon...
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