Dave decided it was finally time to give his wife, Lisa, her very first driving lesson.
To make things easier, he took her to a completely empty parking lot.
“Don’t worry, honey,” Dave said reassuringly. “Just start the car, gently press the gas, and we’ll take it nice and slow.”
Lisa nodded nervously.
She started the engine…
And immediately stomped on the gas.
The car shot forward like it had been launched from a cannon, heading straight toward a massive concrete wall.
Lisa screamed,
“DAVE! DAVE! WHAT DO I DO?!”
Dave’s supportive-husband voice disappeared instantly.
“THE BRAKE! HIT THE BRAKE!”
Lisa looked down at the pedals, then back at the rapidly approaching wall.
“I CAN’T REMEMBER WHICH ONE IS THE BRAKE!”
“THEN GIVE ME A CLUE!”
Dave screamed,
“IT’S THE ONE THAT STOPS THE CAR!”
Lisa stared at him in disbelief.
“THAT’S NOT A CLUE!”
“THE GAS STOPS THE CAR TOO IF I HIT THE WALL!”
Dave suddenly realized his driving lesson needed a completely different curriculum.
