Road RageLast week I had to stop a guy attacking another one in the middle of the road - one had run the lights whilst on the phone and the other had objected. I actually had to take the attacker's car keys out of their car and tell him he wasn't getting them back till he calmed down.
Looking back on it, I was lucky I was feeling all parental and in control or the situation could have panned out very differently.
Have you lost it on the roads, or have you been on the recieving end of some nutter?
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chthonic, Thu 12 Oct 2006, 21:31)
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Not strictly road rage...but I got my provisional license today! Yay! One day I will have stories as good as the b3ta veterans to tell.. Okay, stories about cars.. A few spring to mind.. Driving along on a cold, windy xmas day, to Grandmabox, with Mumbox & Dadbox in the car & I shit ye not, kind reader, a SYRUP, A TOUPEE, A WIG, blows right across the windscreen before settling on the kerb. You wouldn't think this would be the highlight of xmas day, but you'd be wrong.
I have also been subjected to the London to Brighton Mini run several times in the course of my youth, & this gives me road rage - sorry, I mean shame. Theres something about the fact that there are quite so many middle aged men ready to enter fully into the spirit of acting like Mason's members, with secret light flashes & toots etc al that makes me cringe.. that & the fact I'm related to one.
Also been known to flip the finger at drivers who make bad manoeuvres when I'm in the car with dad. He's too nice & I figure 1)I'm a puny little girl I can get away with it
2) Everyone's gotta get their kicks somewhere.. its especially enjoyable as my dad is one of those wankers with a pick up truck.
He lives in Devon.. its all rugged & cliffy there. It is. IT IS. WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW, YOU NEVER LEAVE THE PC???!
(, Fri 13 Oct 2006, 12:30, Reply)
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