Road Rage
Last 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?
( , Thu 12 Oct 2006, 21:31)
Last 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?
( , Thu 12 Oct 2006, 21:31)
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Scared I was
approaching motorway exit on M40 - some absolute wanker in fast lane cuts across all lanes, goes across the white line zone to force his way onto slip road. Cue everyone having to slow/swerve/poo themselves to enable him to reach his destination. Rage? I was arsing shaking.
Another one was Barcelona (home of mental drivers) stuck in rush hour watching two drivers in front of me, kick seven shades out of each other and each others cars. Actually it was quite entertaining in a 'don't come too near me' kind of way.
Classic one on Wednesday this week when the genius who set up the temporary traffic lights near two major dual carriageways near where I live, set them both on red - permanently. Chaos? Like a scene from Hades.
( , Fri 13 Oct 2006, 12:50, Reply)
approaching motorway exit on M40 - some absolute wanker in fast lane cuts across all lanes, goes across the white line zone to force his way onto slip road. Cue everyone having to slow/swerve/poo themselves to enable him to reach his destination. Rage? I was arsing shaking.
Another one was Barcelona (home of mental drivers) stuck in rush hour watching two drivers in front of me, kick seven shades out of each other and each others cars. Actually it was quite entertaining in a 'don't come too near me' kind of way.
Classic one on Wednesday this week when the genius who set up the temporary traffic lights near two major dual carriageways near where I live, set them both on red - permanently. Chaos? Like a scene from Hades.
( , Fri 13 Oct 2006, 12:50, Reply)
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