"Learning to Drive"

My driving instructor was a pleasant middle-aged
man who accepted the blunders I made with
unfailing patience. I asked him if driving lessons
were, perhaps, a part-time occupation.

"No," he replied, "I do it on a full-time basis - nine
or ten hours a day."

"Wow!" I exclaimed. "That must be rugged."

"It isn't too bad," he grinned. "I'm pretty well paid,
well insured, single, and my hair is already white."