I wrote this as part of a contest for new writers for non-fiction. I didn’t get selected, so I’m publishing here now so you can all agree I got shafted.
*Old man voice* Back in my day, when you turned 14 you were able to apply for your driving permit. This let you drive with a licensed driver present in the car. In order to get this permit, you had to pass a multiple choice test. You could miss up to 7 questions and still be allowed to get your permit.
“Would you be up for a game of soccer tonight?”
My girlfriend and I have what we call Pasta Fridays. This traditionally (it’s a tradition even though we’ve only been doing it for the 3 months we’ve lived together) involves making a pasta dish for dinner, lots of wine, and chocolate for dessert while we watch old episodes of Top Chef. Oh the exciting lives we lead.
Head down, nice and easy.