Jess Driving Stick Shift

One morning, Ronald, Kenneth, Jess and Minnie were so tired after one hour of badminton session. Stef came late, but miraculously, she was sweating even before we started playing. I guess she got sweat glands retardation problem, as usual. Btw, Carmen too came and watch us play.

After that, we decided to have lunch in SA and Jess volunteered to drive Ron's manual car. (Honestly, I had a bad feeling even before she ignited the engine). So, Jess went into the driver's seat confidently and positioned her butt the way Fast and Furious drivers did. Then, seconds later, “chok chok chok....”, mati engine. We thought maybe Jess was not familar with stick shift car so we gave her chance. Finally the car was moving and Jess was speeding confidently.

Jess sped passed SA, library, F3 Building, new engineer research building, orange building, blue building, and finally she was forced to slow down cause there was a crane moving very slowly infront. She was very impatient and decided to stick very closely to the crane, like to give the driver some pressure. Jess tailed the crane until we went into the contruction area which we were not supposed to enter. However, the dumb crane driver did not notice our car was behind. Suddenly the crane stopped and started to reverse. FYI, our car was just millimeter behind and the crane never noticed. Everyone in the car was scared but luckily Jess vigilantly applied full pressure on the honk and thank goodness, the crane stopped.

We thought our tragedy will just end there and we can finally enjoy a good lunch together. That was not true. Jess made a U-turn and we headed back towards SA direction. Btw, it was almost 12pm, both sides of the road were fully parked by cars. Suddenly a lot of cars coming from the opposite direction. Jess got so panic the car mati engine! Jess waited for all the cars to go first before she re-ignited the engine. Unfortunately, she failed to move the car even after many attempts. Few times I felt like I was riding on a horse and that reminded me of those bangladeshi drivers.

The air-cond in Ronald’s car was blasting, but I wonder why I was still sweating.....

Thanks Jess.