Sitting in class today, I was stitching up a pig's trotter for what seems like the millionth time this year when the instructor came over and said to me, "In what sense are you a P-plater?" (explanatory note: drivers on their provisional license, ie: the one after your learner's permit but not a full open license, have to display a large red "P" on their car. Hence: "P-plater")
I had no idea what she was talking about, of course, since I am notoriously obtuse, so I said, "whaaa?", and she gestured at my badge and I was going to be funny by saying, "I'm a big fan of P-ness" but then realized that it really wasn't appropriate so I just went, "aaaahmm.." and she got bored and wandered off, leaving me wishing I had thought of a less rude joke but also wondering what she meant when she asked me that in the first place. Here's some of the possibilities I thought of:
- She was insulting me for being an old fossil by implying that I am so old that there's no way I could be on my P-plates.
- She was complimenting me on being so fair and youthful like a budding flower by implying that I must still be on my learner's.
- She was complimenting my suturing skills by implying that it was so great that I must be on my full license by now.
- She was insulting my suturing skills by implying that it was so crap that I must still be on my learner's permit.
Unless I missed the point entirely. Which is always on the cards, frankly, since I daydream a fair bit.
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