It Can't be that Easy to Drop a Trannie

i wish someone would write me an email. more than a few lines. nice words, coated with smiles, just for me.

alex let me drive his car. i did not stall it. i shift smooth. then, i grinded 2nd gear. he slapped my hand away from the shift and yelled "Baby you're wrecking it!" i did not drive anymore. i was mad. and hurt. all he had so say was "Clutch!" instead i froze and did nothing, no gas, no break, no clutch, i didn't know what i did wrong. when someone steals a step from me (i guess he popped it into neutral) i don't know what comes next. i got mad back. i said i'm not a puppy and that i'm not going to learn from a hand slap. that i shut down from that. that i'm not going to drop the transmission from his precious car by grinding the gear ONCE. i know more about cars than that buddy. he said he didn't have time to react and think to do anything else. i said, "so you're first reaction was to slap my hand?" he dropped me off at home. i didn't want to talk to him. i told my parents i was in bed and that i didn't want to talk to anybody. he called twice. on the second time mom brought me the phone. i didn't want to talk so i listened. he apologized. but somehow, i'm still mad. i'm still mad. and now i have to go to bed.

i'll just learn on the 3 ton with someone who has less emotion invested in the car and can stand for someone new to a standard to forget once about the clutch.