I couldn’y wait to get my driver’s license. Finally I get my driver’s license and my life has dwindled to a menial existence. My ambitions have been limited by others to designated driver and chaffuer. What happened to the perks of driving?

I used to have dreams of an open road. Just me, my “pretty little souped up four wheel drive”, and the road. Getting away from those idiots. But Holy Smokes, peer pressure is sure a dangerous weapon.

Now I spend my nights driving drunk jerks from bar to bar, seeing how not to go after a lady if I dont want to get slapped and breaking up stupid fights because “he was looking at me funny”.

I spend my days working and cleaning the puke from the back of my car. Boy must I like my friends! But then again, I wouldnt trust those neanderthals with my pet rock, must less my spanking new baby.

So are these supose to be the perks of driving?