Anger. Such anger.

[sincere]

I feel weirdly gypped by the driver's instruction lesson I just got back from. I spent ten minutes telling him I suck at parallel parking -- I DO the parallel park with absolutely NO idea what I was doing beyond "gotta turn the wheel at some point, I think" -- and I somehow parallel park perfectly. Perfectly. The instructor gives me this look like he pities me my lack of self-confidence, and I want to shout at him, "Really, I SUCK at parallel parking! I DO!"

Curse you, O Universe, for your wicked sense of humor.