Good lady drivers? You must be kidding
Aug 28, 2008
IT always infuriates me when car dealers use the “lady-driven†tag when selling used cars. Lady-driven what? You must be kidding me.
By Alex Balimwikungu
IT always infuriates me when car dealers use the “lady-driven†tag when selling used cars. Lady-driven what? You must be kidding me.
You do not need to look further than that lady behind the wheel to know that the ‘lady driven’ tag is the most abused — it actually passes for a joke in Kampala.
I rarely pay attention to research findings, but one recent study by psychologists at Queen Mary, University of London opened my eyes to a stark reality.
The study discovered that the worst drivers on the road the world over are likely to be women and gay men. Do not ask me how, but I hope these brilliant chaps all got PhDs for their discovery.
I don’t know much about the “batty menâ€, but peering through the window into The New Vision’s parking lot, my eyes just landed on a recent acquisition; a battered saloon car of the UAK series, which belongs to a prominent lady.
When you see it, you cannot help but ask whether it belongs to Wycliffe Bukenya, who has made a name rolling his car at every rally.
Any good lady drivers on our roads still left? Only a handful can stand up and be counted. Much as there are some really good female drivers on the roads, they are in the late 40s or early 50s and suffer poor visibility.
Anyone who spends any time on the road can tell you that a female driver + cell phone = deadly road hazard. They are nuisances and accidents waiting to happen.
Of course, men on cell phones are bad too, but my experience has been that nine out of 10 times the person weaving in and out of their lane or slowing to a stop on a highway, for no reason, is a woman on the phone. She is probably yelling at her husband or settling a score with a newfound rival.
The times I have been driving and someone makes a mistake, it has always been a woman and I bet most people always say “I bet it is a womanâ€. Ask the taxi drivers.
When you hoot, you are sure to be met by the “How-dare–you-hoot-at me-as–if-I-did-something wrong lookâ€. Get in the wrong (occasionally), and she will lean on the horn and shout abuses.
Even when women rarely drink and drive; rarely go above the minimum recommended speed, and rarely get distracted by a really sexy girl, whilst listening to loud music; they are increasingly becoming the cause of many accidents in the city. (Police statistics not mine). Thank God most of the accidents are minor.
I cannot remember how many times women have screeched past me while talking on a cell phone or, God forbid, putting make-up on, weaving in a way that makes the American NASCAR competitions look amateurish! They are dare devils.
More daring than some men. There is no point falling for the ‘lady-driven’ tag.
IT always infuriates me when car dealers use the “lady-driven†tag when selling used cars. Lady-driven what? You must be kidding me.
You do not need to look further than that lady behind the wheel to know that the ‘lady driven’ tag is the most abused — it actually passes for a joke in Kampala.
I rarely pay attention to research findings, but one recent study by psychologists at Queen Mary, University of London opened my eyes to a stark reality.
The study discovered that the worst drivers on the road the world over are likely to be women and gay men. Do not ask me how, but I hope these brilliant chaps all got PhDs for their discovery.
I don’t know much about the “batty menâ€, but peering through the window into The New Vision’s parking lot, my eyes just landed on a recent acquisition; a battered saloon car of the UAK series, which belongs to a prominent lady.
When you see it, you cannot help but ask whether it belongs to Wycliffe Bukenya, who has made a name rolling his car at every rally.
Any good lady drivers on our roads still left? Only a handful can stand up and be counted. Much as there are some really good female drivers on the roads, they are in the late 40s or early 50s and suffer poor visibility.
Anyone who spends any time on the road can tell you that a female driver + cell phone = deadly road hazard. They are nuisances and accidents waiting to happen.
Of course, men on cell phones are bad too, but my experience has been that nine out of 10 times the person weaving in and out of their lane or slowing to a stop on a highway, for no reason, is a woman on the phone. She is probably yelling at her husband or settling a score with a newfound rival.
The times I have been driving and someone makes a mistake, it has always been a woman and I bet most people always say “I bet it is a womanâ€. Ask the taxi drivers.
When you hoot, you are sure to be met by the “How-dare–you-hoot-at me-as–if-I-did-something wrong lookâ€. Get in the wrong (occasionally), and she will lean on the horn and shout abuses.
Even when women rarely drink and drive; rarely go above the minimum recommended speed, and rarely get distracted by a really sexy girl, whilst listening to loud music; they are increasingly becoming the cause of many accidents in the city. (Police statistics not mine). Thank God most of the accidents are minor.
I cannot remember how many times women have screeched past me while talking on a cell phone or, God forbid, putting make-up on, weaving in a way that makes the American NASCAR competitions look amateurish! They are dare devils.
More daring than some men. There is no point falling for the ‘lady-driven’ tag.