Jeeeebus!
Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 11:03 pm
Well here's something that doesn't happen every day (in Brisbane, at least). I had some looney tune pull straight out in front of me at a roundabout - I pulled up safely with about a metre to spare but felt suitably wronged to justify a few seconds on the horn and a flash of the brights.
It's bad enough when you're on a bike, but I was in a CAR and it was BRIGHT YELLOW - just not excusable if you ask me!
So anyway, by this stage I was mighty peeved as my just-purchased Sushi ended up all over my carpet, and was mumbling something about how he probably has a spotless driving history and that my speed-tax dollars could be better spent on stopping inbreds from being given drivers licenses rather than funding more speed cameras. So anyway I stopped behind him at the next set of lights and noticed he was fumbling around on the floor, though I wasn't thinking too much about it at the time I figured he had dropped something while cutting across in front of me. I had a half grin hoping his dinner had also become floor-bound.
After probably 20 seconds or so of sitting behind him I realised my high beams were still on so I flicked back to normal lights. Shortly thereafter the light went green and the guy sat there for a few seconds. I somehow managed to hold back and let him take off without any prompting, but he then took off at about 5km/h as if to deliberately hold me up so my eyes flashed red again. As soon as there was room to pass by (multi lane road) I zipped beyond him, giving a two finger salute while advising him how much I was impressed with his driving exhibition and asking from which brand of cereal I could get the necessary lessons.
As it turns out I got stopped at the next set of lights and he pulled up beside me. He fumbled on the floor for a second longer and then sat up, pointing at me in a threatening manner.
With a gun.
In the time it took me to realise exactly what had unfolded, I spotted my light turning green, dialled up four grand and launched faster than any Toyota Corona has a right to, bright yellow or otherwise. In retrospect that flawless launch still left plenty of time for me to have been booked in for a rather toasty eternity hanging out with Kurt Cobain and his minions.
Might I suggest that in future we perhaps bite our tongues, keep our hands within our vehicles and maybe refrain from unnecessarily activating any vehicular warning systems?
It's bad enough when you're on a bike, but I was in a CAR and it was BRIGHT YELLOW - just not excusable if you ask me!
So anyway, by this stage I was mighty peeved as my just-purchased Sushi ended up all over my carpet, and was mumbling something about how he probably has a spotless driving history and that my speed-tax dollars could be better spent on stopping inbreds from being given drivers licenses rather than funding more speed cameras. So anyway I stopped behind him at the next set of lights and noticed he was fumbling around on the floor, though I wasn't thinking too much about it at the time I figured he had dropped something while cutting across in front of me. I had a half grin hoping his dinner had also become floor-bound.
After probably 20 seconds or so of sitting behind him I realised my high beams were still on so I flicked back to normal lights. Shortly thereafter the light went green and the guy sat there for a few seconds. I somehow managed to hold back and let him take off without any prompting, but he then took off at about 5km/h as if to deliberately hold me up so my eyes flashed red again. As soon as there was room to pass by (multi lane road) I zipped beyond him, giving a two finger salute while advising him how much I was impressed with his driving exhibition and asking from which brand of cereal I could get the necessary lessons.
As it turns out I got stopped at the next set of lights and he pulled up beside me. He fumbled on the floor for a second longer and then sat up, pointing at me in a threatening manner.
With a gun.
In the time it took me to realise exactly what had unfolded, I spotted my light turning green, dialled up four grand and launched faster than any Toyota Corona has a right to, bright yellow or otherwise. In retrospect that flawless launch still left plenty of time for me to have been booked in for a rather toasty eternity hanging out with Kurt Cobain and his minions.
Might I suggest that in future we perhaps bite our tongues, keep our hands within our vehicles and maybe refrain from unnecessarily activating any vehicular warning systems?
All jokes aside, can't say blame you for putting the boot down on the light change...
, rather than blow up at the scene. You just dont know what the fug is going to happen.