L plate rage
This happened to me about a year ago, on the mean streets of Bristol....

I was driving to work on my usual route, when i come to a normal roundabout which some people have a few 'issues' with. Basically its a two lane approach with left only and right only lanes. Easy enough for those in the know. However the problem occurs because the right only lane exits the roundabout onto a bit of dual carriageway, and its also the busiest lane. This means jumped up BMW drivers regularly skip down the left turn only lane but turning right.

I am pretty much used to all bristol drivers being twunts, so tend to just go along without a problem. Anyway, this day im in right hand lane, i turn right on the rounabout and start to move into the left lane of the dual carriageway. Cue someone who tried the skippy route beeping and flashing that i had cut him up. He then proceeds to pull out, bomb past me at speed to where the dual carriageway becomes 1 again and stops dead.

uh-oh. Out steps a mid 40's balding man, and i suddenly twig - a driving instructor. gobsmacked i was. But im a lover not a fighter, so i didnt get out. He proceeds to give me a volley through my windo about how i cut him up, nearly caused an accident, hes calling the police etc etc. I, quite calmly i thought, say to the chap 'excuse me mate, but i think as an instructor you should know what the markings on a road mean, or do you want me to ring them *points at MASSIVE number on back of car for lessons* and tell them about your lack of knowledge'.

He sulked off in his car. I then passed him about 50 metres down the road parked by a shop. what a right pillock.

I would say long time reader first time poster, but im not and it isnt. So check the girth.

p.s. i often wondered how people got the stories so long, well i just went on for ages without much of a point. yay me.
( DLT's Musical Bonanza is totting up the p, Tue 17 Oct 2006, 15:43, Reply)