Driving

I never experienced my mother driving; she got her license years after I had left the old country.
She flunked three times and I don't think she was a good driver.
I am reminded of her when I drive to town these days. Now we have an explosion of vehicles and a disproportionate amount of female drivers.
Drivers like my mother.
I truly believe that women multitask better than men, but put them in a car and they regress.
In a car they focus all their attention on screaming at their rowdy kids, or commiserating with their best girl friend in the passenger seat or, worst of all, long and involved conversations on the cell phone.
And driving and other drivers be damned.
I shutter to think what my mother would have been like driving if she had lived to see the cell phone revolution.