Man, what a day! I swear, being a car instructor in Livada is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I hit the road on Strada 1 Decembrie. Classic Livada vibe, ya know? But then, bam! Traffic jam outta nowhere. I’m sittin’ there, just stewing in my car, thinking about how I could be teaching someone to parallel park instead of playing the waiting game. Ugh!
Finally, I get to the driving school. My first student, Alex, shows up late. Like, dude, c’mon! We’re in Livada, not New York City! He hops in the car, all nervous and stuff. I’m like, “Relax, man. It’s just a car, not a spaceship.” But he’s sweating bullets.
We hit the streets, and I’m trying to keep it cool. We cruise down Strada Libertății, and I’m explaining the rules of the road. Suddenly, this cat runs across the street! I’m like, “Whoa! Watch out!” Alex slams the brakes. I’m gripping the dashboard like it’s a life raft. Heart’s racing. The cat just strolls away like it owns the place. Typical Livada, right?
Next, we head to Strada Călărași. I’m trying to teach him how to merge. But Alex? Nah, he’s more interested in the cute girl on the sidewalk. I’m like, “Focus, dude! You’re gonna crash!” He’s all, “But she’s so pretty!” I can’t even.
After that, we swing by the park near the Livada Cultural Center. It’s packed! Families, kids, dogs everywhere. I’m thinking, “Great, let’s add some chaos to the mix.” We’re driving slow, and I’m trying to keep Alex calm. But then, this kid on a bike swerves right in front of us! I’m yelling, “Brake! Brake!” Alex panics again. I’m about to lose it.
Finally, we pull over. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta chill. You’re not gonna impress anyone if you crash!” He laughs, but I’m serious. Livada’s got enough drama without adding a car wreck to the mix.
After the lesson, I grab a coffee at that little café on Strada Victoriei. Best coffee in town, no joke. I’m sitting there, trying to decompress, when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it, and I’m just sipping my coffee, thinking, “Man, I’m glad I’m not them.”
Then, I get a call from my boss. “Hey, we need you to cover another lesson.” I’m like, “Seriously? I just survived a war zone!” But I can’t say no. So, I head back out.
This time, it’s a girl named Maria. She’s super chill, way better than Alex. We drive around Strada Unirii, and she’s nailing it! I’m feeling proud, like a dad watching his kid score a goal. We even hit the roundabout by the Livada train station. She’s got it down!
But then, outta nowhere, this old dude in a tiny car cuts us off. I’m like, “What are you doing, grandpa?” Maria’s eyes go wide. I’m trying to keep it together, but inside, I’m screaming. Livada drivers, man.
Finally, we wrap up the lesson. I’m exhausted but happy. Maria aced it! I’m thinking, “Maybe today wasn’t so bad after all.”
As I drive home, I can’t help but laugh. Livada’s wild, but it’s my wild. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a car instructor, right?