Passenger Seat Drivers


Passenger seat drivers don’t have cars. That is why they give instructions. It is irritating because it questions the driver’s ability and alertness. Drivers are able to drive because they have a piece of paper from the Motor Vehicles’ Department, called a driver’s licence. It may be digital. The driver is also alert because kids, dogs, cats, bicycles and e-bikes mushroom from nowhere.

Good news though. Cellphones. Passengers are glued to their phones, so drivers drive in peace. Not so fast, passenger seat drivers will always tell you how to drive. It’s a bad habit. So, why give them a lift/ride if they are so irritating?  We can’t. They are friends and loved ones. They are blood like the fictitious Uncle Simon, who doesn’t trust electric cars.

Making passes at women. Some passenger seat drivers become poets when they see women on the pavement. They shower them with praises and promise them heaven and earth. How? When they are not behind the wheel, because they don’t have wheels?

I’ll never forget the day I was a passenger seat driver myself. The driver was inebriated and driving so fast, I kept mashing brakes from my seat. He thought it was hilarious. I lived to tell the story and that was the last time I saw him.

Nonqaba waka Msimang

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