I am a Truck Driver

When my Mom saw my blog with photos of Paul's Truck aka our 4 Door Pick-up, she was like "Huh, Are you confident enough to drive such a big pick-up ? You better have Paul as your passenger each time you drive."

I have to agree with her, I was terrified the very first time I started Paul's truck and even till now I am still a little nervous whenever I drive down the road, especially when some of those vehicles beside me are like twice my truck and instantly I feel that I have transformed into a tadpole or an ikan billis and it's definately not a confidence boaster.

Take Paul's work truck which he drives back and forth to work for an example, it's huge. Seriously for me to get into his work truck, I have to use the running board to assist me to climb into his truck (and I am 1.6m tall) . See the pic of both his personal truck and his work truck and compare it's differences in size.

And I would practise exactly what I learn in driving school, both hands on 10-2 position and switch on high alert and yes, rather paranoid. Whereas as compared to Paul, he is so super relax. He can drive and read a map at the same time. Or at times, even have a sandwich on 1 hand, and write down notes with his other hand. You might be asking, " What about the steering wheel ?" Well, Mr Hatfield would maneuver the steering wheel with his elbow. Oh yes, when I witness that scene, in that instant, he have become my hero.

I am gradually getting used to driving our truck but beside it's size, I have to get used to the left-hand driving and also the routes. All I can say now is, "Mom, I am now able to drive to the store by myself now and No, I've not knock anyone down Yet ! "