One single thing that makes you think "knob" Vol 3
Discussion
smithyithy said:
Fat Facebook Mummy at the services today.
I was walking from my car at one end of the car park to the main building at the other end, and observed this she-beast with utter disdain.
After 3 attempts at parking her newish, white Citroen Picasso, she still ends up with the drivers side front wheel in the yellow hatching and the rear third of the car hanging out of the space. She then proceeds to light a cig and whip out her iPhone, while her unfortunate hubby got out to do the Starbucks run and their baby (<1 y/o at my estimated) sat in the seat behind her.
I'd returned to my car to eat my lunch and again spotted the car when leaving the services, this time was holding her Starbucks cup in right hand, while steering and gear changing with her left.
Why must these people reproduce?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YwZ0ZUy7P3EI was walking from my car at one end of the car park to the main building at the other end, and observed this she-beast with utter disdain.
After 3 attempts at parking her newish, white Citroen Picasso, she still ends up with the drivers side front wheel in the yellow hatching and the rear third of the car hanging out of the space. She then proceeds to light a cig and whip out her iPhone, while her unfortunate hubby got out to do the Starbucks run and their baby (<1 y/o at my estimated) sat in the seat behind her.
I'd returned to my car to eat my lunch and again spotted the car when leaving the services, this time was holding her Starbucks cup in right hand, while steering and gear changing with her left.
Why must these people reproduce?
Edited by smithyithy on Friday 22 January 13:32
...or it could be...
smithyithy said:
Citroen Picasso
Hol said:
Blown2CV said:
Jim AK said:
Blown2CV said:
we all know the car park t
t who parks right next to you in an otherwise empty car park. Well I had an even better one today. I was parked in said type of car park, and when i came back to my car 20 mins later, it appeared that someone had parked 2 spaces away from me... no big deal... however some absolute puncher in a camper van had parked in between us. Car park was still otherwise empty. He then was really struggling to get out of the driver's side because he had no room because of the size of his vehicle and the space he had chosen... I mean what a fking pond-life amoeba.
Hes just being friendly!!t who parks right next to you in an otherwise empty car park. Well I had an even better one today. I was parked in said type of car park, and when i came back to my car 20 mins later, it appeared that someone had parked 2 spaces away from me... no big deal... however some absolute puncher in a camper van had parked in between us. Car park was still otherwise empty. He then was really struggling to get out of the driver's side because he had no room because of the size of his vehicle and the space he had chosen... I mean what a fking pond-life amoeba. Had same thing when away on the boat last summer. Clear banks on both sides far as eye can see. Mr T
t on a weeks holiday with wife & noisy kids moors right behind me, even used my mooring pin, then lets his kids run about & plays loud music too!!!They are out there
t though... guy was actually inconveniencing himself in order to be close by!
Maybe he fancies you.
Dress less provocatively next time.
The utter moron in a dark coloured VW van this morning who spat his dummy when I correctly used my horn as a warning device this morning. It occurred here...
https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3075619,-0.75062...
...and I had stopped at the line to avoid encroaching into the yellow box because my exit was not clear. As I moved off, in response to the traffic ahead moving forward, this knuckle dragging halfwit decided to roar around me, and dive in ahead of me. My sounding of the horn was in response to him very nearly hitting the front of my car.
So he stops (he has to, as there's no room for him to clear the yellow box) at a diagonal across two lanes, and gets out. Oh. This might be interesting, thinks I. Window down. "What's your fking problem?" I attempt to respond, to explain that I'm unhappy that he's nearly caused a collision, and now he's stranded me in a yellow box. It's bad form, on many levels, but he just talks over me, doing his best to be menacing. To be blunt, I've been menaced, properly, by men with bombs, guns, and rockets. He was about as menacing as a tube of Smarties.
Among the bilge he was spouting? Instead of childishly using my childish horn, I should get out and come to his window. Interesting opinion, but hey? Then he tells me that "If you're going to stop there, I'm going to overtake, obviously." Then I get the gem in all of this. "You should learn to drive properly!" WTF?
This fktard has passed me on the left, despite my being stopped to avoid entering a yellow box junction. He's caused a very near miss between his vehicle and another. Then he's got out to 'Have a word' after I've (correctly, legally, and appropriately) sounded my horn. He's also committed the offence of obstructing the yellow box, while holding up two lanes of queuing traffic.
Well. He storms off back to his car before I can get a word in edgeways (great big nancy, run away why dontcha?) and I go to move forward, but the bus is trying to cross from far left to right, which is why the lights/yellow box are there in the first place. I let the bus go, and get on with my journey, driving properly, well within speed limits and appropriately for the road conditions.
Guess what? Yup, by the time I get to this roundabout, I'm one lane to his left, one car back... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3144382,-0.75244...
Around the roundabout, up to the next one, I'm certain he's recognised me. I gave him a friendly 'toot' and wound the window down to give him a friendly wave. Now his menace has turned to something else. Somehow, despite him driving 'properly' and me not, I've ended up ahead of him. He's slowed right down, and is hanging back. All his bravado, and his urgent need to badly over(under?)take at an inappropriate place has evaporated. What a big jessie.
And it gets even better. By the time I've moved across into the right turn lane for Sainsburys, here... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3216955,-0.76386... ...the lights are at red, and joy of joys! There he is, directly beside me. I toot again, and give another "no hard feelings" wave, but he refuses to look. Blinkers on, staring straight ahead. His young passenger looking at the floor, and knuckle-dragger reaches for his cup of coffee, taking a sip as the lights change, and traffic all round moves off, leaving him on the line, holding up a long line of traffic in lane 2 behind him.
Now what was that about "learn to drive properly", st-for-brains? Perhaps you should heed your own advice. And if you want to intimidate me, you'll need a whole lot more than some hair gel and a body warmer, you stupid weaselly little . And I'd welcome a game of "Driving License Top Trumps" anytime. I'm pretty damned confident that I've been trained and tested far more often, and on far more different vehicle types than about 98% of the population, and I've not been found wanting... 
https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3075619,-0.75062...
...and I had stopped at the line to avoid encroaching into the yellow box because my exit was not clear. As I moved off, in response to the traffic ahead moving forward, this knuckle dragging halfwit decided to roar around me, and dive in ahead of me. My sounding of the horn was in response to him very nearly hitting the front of my car.
So he stops (he has to, as there's no room for him to clear the yellow box) at a diagonal across two lanes, and gets out. Oh. This might be interesting, thinks I. Window down. "What's your f
king problem?" I attempt to respond, to explain that I'm unhappy that he's nearly caused a collision, and now he's stranded me in a yellow box. It's bad form, on many levels, but he just talks over me, doing his best to be menacing. To be blunt, I've been menaced, properly, by men with bombs, guns, and rockets. He was about as menacing as a tube of Smarties.Among the bilge he was spouting? Instead of childishly using my childish horn, I should get out and come to his window. Interesting opinion, but hey? Then he tells me that "If you're going to stop there, I'm going to overtake, obviously." Then I get the gem in all of this. "You should learn to drive properly!" WTF?
This f
ktard has passed me on the left, despite my being stopped to avoid entering a yellow box junction. He's caused a very near miss between his vehicle and another. Then he's got out to 'Have a word' after I've (correctly, legally, and appropriately) sounded my horn. He's also committed the offence of obstructing the yellow box, while holding up two lanes of queuing traffic.Well. He storms off back to his car before I can get a word in edgeways (great big nancy, run away why dontcha?) and I go to move forward, but the bus is trying to cross from far left to right, which is why the lights/yellow box are there in the first place. I let the bus go, and get on with my journey, driving properly, well within speed limits and appropriately for the road conditions.
Guess what? Yup, by the time I get to this roundabout, I'm one lane to his left, one car back... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3144382,-0.75244...
Around the roundabout, up to the next one, I'm certain he's recognised me. I gave him a friendly 'toot' and wound the window down to give him a friendly wave. Now his menace has turned to something else. Somehow, despite him driving 'properly' and me not, I've ended up ahead of him. He's slowed right down, and is hanging back. All his bravado, and his urgent need to badly over(under?)take at an inappropriate place has evaporated. What a big jessie.
And it gets even better. By the time I've moved across into the right turn lane for Sainsburys, here... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3216955,-0.76386... ...the lights are at red, and joy of joys! There he is, directly beside me. I toot again, and give another "no hard feelings" wave, but he refuses to look. Blinkers on, staring straight ahead. His young passenger looking at the floor, and knuckle-dragger reaches for his cup of coffee, taking a sip as the lights change, and traffic all round moves off, leaving him on the line, holding up a long line of traffic in lane 2 behind him.
Now what was that about "learn to drive properly", s
t-for-brains? Perhaps you should heed your own advice. And if you want to intimidate me, you'll need a whole lot more than some hair gel and a body warmer, you stupid weaselly little . And I'd welcome a game of "Driving License Top Trumps" anytime. I'm pretty damned confident that I've been trained and tested far more often, and on far more different vehicle types than about 98% of the population, and I've not been found wanting... http://www.theargus.co.uk/news/14224838.JAILED__60...
Knob for doing it.
Bigger knob for keeping it all on record within his oh-so-obvious helmet cam!
Knob for doing it.
Bigger knob for keeping it all on record within his oh-so-obvious helmet cam!
yellowjack said:
The utter moron in a dark coloured VW van this morning who spat his dummy when I correctly used my horn as a warning device this morning. It occurred here...
https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3075619,-0.75062...
...and I had stopped at the line to avoid encroaching into the yellow box because my exit was not clear. As I moved off, in response to the traffic ahead moving forward, this knuckle dragging halfwit decided to roar around me, and dive in ahead of me. My sounding of the horn was in response to him very nearly hitting the front of my car.
So he stops (he has to, as there's no room for him to clear the yellow box) at a diagonal across two lanes, and gets out. Oh. This might be interesting, thinks I. Window down. "What's your fking problem?" I attempt to respond, to explain that I'm unhappy that he's nearly caused a collision, and now he's stranded me in a yellow box. It's bad form, on many levels, but he just talks over me, doing his best to be menacing. To be blunt, I've been menaced, properly, by men with bombs, guns, and rockets. He was about as menacing as a tube of Smarties.
Among the bilge he was spouting? Instead of childishly using my childish horn, I should get out and come to his window. Interesting opinion, but hey? Then he tells me that "If you're going to stop there, I'm going to overtake, obviously." Then I get the gem in all of this. "You should learn to drive properly!" WTF?
This fktard has passed me on the left, despite my being stopped to avoid entering a yellow box junction. He's caused a very near miss between his vehicle and another. Then he's got out to 'Have a word' after I've (correctly, legally, and appropriately) sounded my horn. He's also committed the offence of obstructing the yellow box, while holding up two lanes of queuing traffic.
Well. He storms off back to his car before I can get a word in edgeways (great big nancy, run away why dontcha?) and I go to move forward, but the bus is trying to cross from far left to right, which is why the lights/yellow box are there in the first place. I let the bus go, and get on with my journey, driving properly, well within speed limits and appropriately for the road conditions.
Guess what? Yup, by the time I get to this roundabout, I'm one lane to his left, one car back... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3144382,-0.75244...
Around the roundabout, up to the next one, I'm certain he's recognised me. I gave him a friendly 'toot' and wound the window down to give him a friendly wave. Now his menace has turned to something else. Somehow, despite him driving 'properly' and me not, I've ended up ahead of him. He's slowed right down, and is hanging back. All his bravado, and his urgent need to badly over(under?)take at an inappropriate place has evaporated. What a big jessie.
And it gets even better. By the time I've moved across into the right turn lane for Sainsburys, here... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3216955,-0.76386... ...the lights are at red, and joy of joys! There he is, directly beside me. I toot again, and give another "no hard feelings" wave, but he refuses to look. Blinkers on, staring straight ahead. His young passenger looking at the floor, and knuckle-dragger reaches for his cup of coffee, taking a sip as the lights change, and traffic all round moves off, leaving him on the line, holding up a long line of traffic in lane 2 behind him.
Now what was that about "learn to drive properly", st-for-brains? Perhaps you should heed your own advice. And if you want to intimidate me, you'll need a whole lot more than some hair gel and a body warmer, you stupid weaselly little . And I'd welcome a game of "Driving License Top Trumps" anytime. I'm pretty damned confident that I've been trained and tested far more often, and on far more different vehicle types than about 98% of the population, and I've not been found wanting...
Cool starry bra!https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3075619,-0.75062...
...and I had stopped at the line to avoid encroaching into the yellow box because my exit was not clear. As I moved off, in response to the traffic ahead moving forward, this knuckle dragging halfwit decided to roar around me, and dive in ahead of me. My sounding of the horn was in response to him very nearly hitting the front of my car.
So he stops (he has to, as there's no room for him to clear the yellow box) at a diagonal across two lanes, and gets out. Oh. This might be interesting, thinks I. Window down. "What's your f
king problem?" I attempt to respond, to explain that I'm unhappy that he's nearly caused a collision, and now he's stranded me in a yellow box. It's bad form, on many levels, but he just talks over me, doing his best to be menacing. To be blunt, I've been menaced, properly, by men with bombs, guns, and rockets. He was about as menacing as a tube of Smarties.Among the bilge he was spouting? Instead of childishly using my childish horn, I should get out and come to his window. Interesting opinion, but hey? Then he tells me that "If you're going to stop there, I'm going to overtake, obviously." Then I get the gem in all of this. "You should learn to drive properly!" WTF?
This f
ktard has passed me on the left, despite my being stopped to avoid entering a yellow box junction. He's caused a very near miss between his vehicle and another. Then he's got out to 'Have a word' after I've (correctly, legally, and appropriately) sounded my horn. He's also committed the offence of obstructing the yellow box, while holding up two lanes of queuing traffic.Well. He storms off back to his car before I can get a word in edgeways (great big nancy, run away why dontcha?) and I go to move forward, but the bus is trying to cross from far left to right, which is why the lights/yellow box are there in the first place. I let the bus go, and get on with my journey, driving properly, well within speed limits and appropriately for the road conditions.
Guess what? Yup, by the time I get to this roundabout, I'm one lane to his left, one car back... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3144382,-0.75244...
Around the roundabout, up to the next one, I'm certain he's recognised me. I gave him a friendly 'toot' and wound the window down to give him a friendly wave. Now his menace has turned to something else. Somehow, despite him driving 'properly' and me not, I've ended up ahead of him. He's slowed right down, and is hanging back. All his bravado, and his urgent need to badly over(under?)take at an inappropriate place has evaporated. What a big jessie.
And it gets even better. By the time I've moved across into the right turn lane for Sainsburys, here... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3216955,-0.76386... ...the lights are at red, and joy of joys! There he is, directly beside me. I toot again, and give another "no hard feelings" wave, but he refuses to look. Blinkers on, staring straight ahead. His young passenger looking at the floor, and knuckle-dragger reaches for his cup of coffee, taking a sip as the lights change, and traffic all round moves off, leaving him on the line, holding up a long line of traffic in lane 2 behind him.
Now what was that about "learn to drive properly", s
t-for-brains? Perhaps you should heed your own advice. And if you want to intimidate me, you'll need a whole lot more than some hair gel and a body warmer, you stupid weaselly little . And I'd welcome a game of "Driving License Top Trumps" anytime. I'm pretty damned confident that I've been trained and tested far more often, and on far more different vehicle types than about 98% of the population, and I've not been found wanting... 
Feel better now?
Road captain in his lorry.
Going around roundabout to join motorway. Slip road has 2 lanes merge into 1 about 100 metres up the road. Roundabout has 2 lanes wide enough for any lorry. Road captain decides to straddle both lanes so I couldn't get past him on roundabout, for reasons I couldn't see as it was only a 17/5 tonner.
He moves onto the slip road, still straddling both lanes, but moved over slightly. enough space to pass, so decide to overtake nice and easy, no drama loads of room (about 3 cars width now plus hard shoulder), but road captain having stuck to 40 mph for no reason must have been transporting nuclear cold fusion material as he then decides I have upset him and banged the horn a few times and loads of flashes, even thou I have long left him behind, with a nice queue of cars stuck behind him.
What do the knights of the road gain from this stuff.
Going around roundabout to join motorway. Slip road has 2 lanes merge into 1 about 100 metres up the road. Roundabout has 2 lanes wide enough for any lorry. Road captain decides to straddle both lanes so I couldn't get past him on roundabout, for reasons I couldn't see as it was only a 17/5 tonner.
He moves onto the slip road, still straddling both lanes, but moved over slightly. enough space to pass, so decide to overtake nice and easy, no drama loads of room (about 3 cars width now plus hard shoulder), but road captain having stuck to 40 mph for no reason must have been transporting nuclear cold fusion material as he then decides I have upset him and banged the horn a few times and loads of flashes, even thou I have long left him behind, with a nice queue of cars stuck behind him.
What do the knights of the road gain from this stuff.
yellowjack said:
The utter moron in a dark coloured VW van this morning who spat his dummy when I correctly used my horn as a warning device this morning. It occurred here...
https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3075619,-0.75062...
...and I had stopped at the line to avoid encroaching into the yellow box because my exit was not clear. As I moved off, in response to the traffic ahead moving forward, this knuckle dragging halfwit decided to roar around me, and dive in ahead of me. My sounding of the horn was in response to him very nearly hitting the front of my car.
So he stops (he has to, as there's no room for him to clear the yellow box) at a diagonal across two lanes, and gets out. Oh. This might be interesting, thinks I. Window down. "What's your fking problem?" I attempt to respond, to explain that I'm unhappy that he's nearly caused a collision, and now he's stranded me in a yellow box. It's bad form, on many levels, but he just talks over me, doing his best to be menacing. To be blunt, I've been menaced, properly, by men with bombs, guns, and rockets. He was about as menacing as a tube of Smarties.
Among the bilge he was spouting? Instead of childishly using my childish horn, I should get out and come to his window. Interesting opinion, but hey? Then he tells me that "If you're going to stop there, I'm going to overtake, obviously." Then I get the gem in all of this. "You should learn to drive properly!" WTF?
This fktard has passed me on the left, despite my being stopped to avoid entering a yellow box junction. He's caused a very near miss between his vehicle and another. Then he's got out to 'Have a word' after I've (correctly, legally, and appropriately) sounded my horn. He's also committed the offence of obstructing the yellow box, while holding up two lanes of queuing traffic.
Well. He storms off back to his car before I can get a word in edgeways (great big nancy, run away why dontcha?) and I go to move forward, but the bus is trying to cross from far left to right, which is why the lights/yellow box are there in the first place. I let the bus go, and get on with my journey, driving properly, well within speed limits and appropriately for the road conditions.
Guess what? Yup, by the time I get to this roundabout, I'm one lane to his left, one car back... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3144382,-0.75244...
Around the roundabout, up to the next one, I'm certain he's recognised me. I gave him a friendly 'toot' and wound the window down to give him a friendly wave. Now his menace has turned to something else. Somehow, despite him driving 'properly' and me not, I've ended up ahead of him. He's slowed right down, and is hanging back. All his bravado, and his urgent need to badly over(under?)take at an inappropriate place has evaporated. What a big jessie.
And it gets even better. By the time I've moved across into the right turn lane for Sainsburys, here... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3216955,-0.76386... ...the lights are at red, and joy of joys! There he is, directly beside me. I toot again, and give another "no hard feelings" wave, but he refuses to look. Blinkers on, staring straight ahead. His young passenger looking at the floor, and knuckle-dragger reaches for his cup of coffee, taking a sip as the lights change, and traffic all round moves off, leaving him on the line, holding up a long line of traffic in lane 2 behind him.
Now what was that about "learn to drive properly", st-for-brains? Perhaps you should heed your own advice. And if you want to intimidate me, you'll need a whole lot more than some hair gel and a body warmer, you stupid weaselly little . And I'd welcome a game of "Driving License Top Trumps" anytime. I'm pretty damned confident that I've been trained and tested far more often, and on far more different vehicle types than about 98% of the population, and I've not been found wanting...
Fair enough that you tooted him in the first place. That's a totally legitimate act set out in the Highway Code and from his initial actions was warranted.https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3075619,-0.75062...
...and I had stopped at the line to avoid encroaching into the yellow box because my exit was not clear. As I moved off, in response to the traffic ahead moving forward, this knuckle dragging halfwit decided to roar around me, and dive in ahead of me. My sounding of the horn was in response to him very nearly hitting the front of my car.
So he stops (he has to, as there's no room for him to clear the yellow box) at a diagonal across two lanes, and gets out. Oh. This might be interesting, thinks I. Window down. "What's your f
king problem?" I attempt to respond, to explain that I'm unhappy that he's nearly caused a collision, and now he's stranded me in a yellow box. It's bad form, on many levels, but he just talks over me, doing his best to be menacing. To be blunt, I've been menaced, properly, by men with bombs, guns, and rockets. He was about as menacing as a tube of Smarties.Among the bilge he was spouting? Instead of childishly using my childish horn, I should get out and come to his window. Interesting opinion, but hey? Then he tells me that "If you're going to stop there, I'm going to overtake, obviously." Then I get the gem in all of this. "You should learn to drive properly!" WTF?
This f
ktard has passed me on the left, despite my being stopped to avoid entering a yellow box junction. He's caused a very near miss between his vehicle and another. Then he's got out to 'Have a word' after I've (correctly, legally, and appropriately) sounded my horn. He's also committed the offence of obstructing the yellow box, while holding up two lanes of queuing traffic.Well. He storms off back to his car before I can get a word in edgeways (great big nancy, run away why dontcha?) and I go to move forward, but the bus is trying to cross from far left to right, which is why the lights/yellow box are there in the first place. I let the bus go, and get on with my journey, driving properly, well within speed limits and appropriately for the road conditions.
Guess what? Yup, by the time I get to this roundabout, I'm one lane to his left, one car back... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3144382,-0.75244...
Around the roundabout, up to the next one, I'm certain he's recognised me. I gave him a friendly 'toot' and wound the window down to give him a friendly wave. Now his menace has turned to something else. Somehow, despite him driving 'properly' and me not, I've ended up ahead of him. He's slowed right down, and is hanging back. All his bravado, and his urgent need to badly over(under?)take at an inappropriate place has evaporated. What a big jessie.
And it gets even better. By the time I've moved across into the right turn lane for Sainsburys, here... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3216955,-0.76386... ...the lights are at red, and joy of joys! There he is, directly beside me. I toot again, and give another "no hard feelings" wave, but he refuses to look. Blinkers on, staring straight ahead. His young passenger looking at the floor, and knuckle-dragger reaches for his cup of coffee, taking a sip as the lights change, and traffic all round moves off, leaving him on the line, holding up a long line of traffic in lane 2 behind him.
Now what was that about "learn to drive properly", s
t-for-brains? Perhaps you should heed your own advice. And if you want to intimidate me, you'll need a whole lot more than some hair gel and a body warmer, you stupid weaselly little . And I'd welcome a game of "Driving License Top Trumps" anytime. I'm pretty damned confident that I've been trained and tested far more often, and on far more different vehicle types than about 98% of the population, and I've not been found wanting... But why continue taunting him, even if he was a selfish gobs
te? I'm not saying you can't handle yourself, but what if the next person you encounter isn't all mouth and no trousers?yellowjack said:
The utter moron in a dark coloured VW van this morning who spat his dummy when I correctly used my horn as a warning device this morning. It occurred here...
https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3075619,-0.75062...
...and I had stopped at the line to avoid encroaching into the yellow box because my exit was not clear. As I moved off, in response to the traffic ahead moving forward, this knuckle dragging halfwit decided to roar around me, and dive in ahead of me. My sounding of the horn was in response to him very nearly hitting the front of my car.
So he stops (he has to, as there's no room for him to clear the yellow box) at a diagonal across two lanes, and gets out. Oh. This might be interesting, thinks I. Window down. "What's your fking problem?" I attempt to respond, to explain that I'm unhappy that he's nearly caused a collision, and now he's stranded me in a yellow box. It's bad form, on many levels, but he just talks over me, doing his best to be menacing. To be blunt, I've been menaced, properly, by men with bombs, guns, and rockets. He was about as menacing as a tube of Smarties.
Among the bilge he was spouting? Instead of childishly using my childish horn, I should get out and come to his window. Interesting opinion, but hey? Then he tells me that "If you're going to stop there, I'm going to overtake, obviously." Then I get the gem in all of this. "You should learn to drive properly!" WTF?
This fktard has passed me on the left, despite my being stopped to avoid entering a yellow box junction. He's caused a very near miss between his vehicle and another. Then he's got out to 'Have a word' after I've (correctly, legally, and appropriately) sounded my horn. He's also committed the offence of obstructing the yellow box, while holding up two lanes of queuing traffic.
Well. He storms off back to his car before I can get a word in edgeways (great big nancy, run away why dontcha?) and I go to move forward, but the bus is trying to cross from far left to right, which is why the lights/yellow box are there in the first place. I let the bus go, and get on with my journey, driving properly, well within speed limits and appropriately for the road conditions.
Guess what? Yup, by the time I get to this roundabout, I'm one lane to his left, one car back... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3144382,-0.75244...
Around the roundabout, up to the next one, I'm certain he's recognised me. I gave him a friendly 'toot' and wound the window down to give him a friendly wave. Now his menace has turned to something else. Somehow, despite him driving 'properly' and me not, I've ended up ahead of him. He's slowed right down, and is hanging back. All his bravado, and his urgent need to badly over(under?)take at an inappropriate place has evaporated. What a big jessie.
And it gets even better. By the time I've moved across into the right turn lane for Sainsburys, here... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3216955,-0.76386... ...the lights are at red, and joy of joys! There he is, directly beside me. I toot again, and give another "no hard feelings" wave, but he refuses to look. Blinkers on, staring straight ahead. His young passenger looking at the floor, and knuckle-dragger reaches for his cup of coffee, taking a sip as the lights change, and traffic all round moves off, leaving him on the line, holding up a long line of traffic in lane 2 behind him.
Now what was that about "learn to drive properly", st-for-brains? Perhaps you should heed your own advice. And if you want to intimidate me, you'll need a whole lot more than some hair gel and a body warmer, you stupid weaselly little . And I'd welcome a game of "Driving License Top Trumps" anytime. I'm pretty damned confident that I've been trained and tested far more often, and on far more different vehicle types than about 98% of the population, and I've not been found wanting...
Why couldn't he leave the box into the space you were going for? https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3075619,-0.75062...
...and I had stopped at the line to avoid encroaching into the yellow box because my exit was not clear. As I moved off, in response to the traffic ahead moving forward, this knuckle dragging halfwit decided to roar around me, and dive in ahead of me. My sounding of the horn was in response to him very nearly hitting the front of my car.
So he stops (he has to, as there's no room for him to clear the yellow box) at a diagonal across two lanes, and gets out. Oh. This might be interesting, thinks I. Window down. "What's your f
king problem?" I attempt to respond, to explain that I'm unhappy that he's nearly caused a collision, and now he's stranded me in a yellow box. It's bad form, on many levels, but he just talks over me, doing his best to be menacing. To be blunt, I've been menaced, properly, by men with bombs, guns, and rockets. He was about as menacing as a tube of Smarties.Among the bilge he was spouting? Instead of childishly using my childish horn, I should get out and come to his window. Interesting opinion, but hey? Then he tells me that "If you're going to stop there, I'm going to overtake, obviously." Then I get the gem in all of this. "You should learn to drive properly!" WTF?
This f
ktard has passed me on the left, despite my being stopped to avoid entering a yellow box junction. He's caused a very near miss between his vehicle and another. Then he's got out to 'Have a word' after I've (correctly, legally, and appropriately) sounded my horn. He's also committed the offence of obstructing the yellow box, while holding up two lanes of queuing traffic.Well. He storms off back to his car before I can get a word in edgeways (great big nancy, run away why dontcha?) and I go to move forward, but the bus is trying to cross from far left to right, which is why the lights/yellow box are there in the first place. I let the bus go, and get on with my journey, driving properly, well within speed limits and appropriately for the road conditions.
Guess what? Yup, by the time I get to this roundabout, I'm one lane to his left, one car back... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3144382,-0.75244...
Around the roundabout, up to the next one, I'm certain he's recognised me. I gave him a friendly 'toot' and wound the window down to give him a friendly wave. Now his menace has turned to something else. Somehow, despite him driving 'properly' and me not, I've ended up ahead of him. He's slowed right down, and is hanging back. All his bravado, and his urgent need to badly over(under?)take at an inappropriate place has evaporated. What a big jessie.
And it gets even better. By the time I've moved across into the right turn lane for Sainsburys, here... https://www.google.co.uk/maps/@51.3216955,-0.76386... ...the lights are at red, and joy of joys! There he is, directly beside me. I toot again, and give another "no hard feelings" wave, but he refuses to look. Blinkers on, staring straight ahead. His young passenger looking at the floor, and knuckle-dragger reaches for his cup of coffee, taking a sip as the lights change, and traffic all round moves off, leaving him on the line, holding up a long line of traffic in lane 2 behind him.
Now what was that about "learn to drive properly", s
t-for-brains? Perhaps you should heed your own advice. And if you want to intimidate me, you'll need a whole lot more than some hair gel and a body warmer, you stupid weaselly little . And I'd welcome a game of "Driving License Top Trumps" anytime. I'm pretty damned confident that I've been trained and tested far more often, and on far more different vehicle types than about 98% of the population, and I've not been found wanting... 
Edited by V8LM on Saturday 23 January 09:52
Instant Kama on the way to work last night. I had stopped at a box junction and the Jaguar XF driver behind blasted his horn, revved the engine and as soon as there was a gap bombarded past me into the box at a forty five degree angle. Much to the amusement of the driver and passenger of the Police car sat waiting to enter the box from a side road. As soon as the traffic lights changed the blues and twos came on and Mr Jaaaagggg' was stopped a couple of hundred yards later. 
V8LM said:
Why couldn't he leave the box into the space you were going for?
Because he was at a diagonal angle, with his tail end stuck out obstructing lane 1 as well as me in lane 2. Seems he could probably have got clear and straightened up if he'd concentrated on "driving properly" instead of spitting his dummy and trying to come over all 'Terminator' on me...Edited by V8LM on Saturday 23 January 09:52
I'll repeat the gem of his rant, for the benefit of the "Cool Story" merchants. Upon seeing me stop before the yellow box, to avoid blocking it, this feckwit overtook/undertook/passed on the left/whatever, and then told me that "if you're going to stop there, I'm going to overtake, obviously" followed swiftly by "you ought to learn to drive properly". Those statements being so at odds with each other that I'm still bewildered that someone that thick can actually breath and walk at the same time.
Anyway. Today's knob was me. A 70+ mile cycle ride and I managed to...
1) go the wrong way down a one-way lane. And was busted when a car came the other way. Obviously not as quiet as I thought it would be.
2) ignored the priority at a roundabout, and pulled out ahead of a police car of all things. Can't have been too close though, as not even a wagged finger in response.
3) ran a red light. Although in fairness, the cycle lane has a solid white line through the junction, so cars from the right (turning right) are prohibited from using that piece of tarmac anyway. Three way lights, so no traffic from the left at all.
Liquid Knight said:
Instant Kama on the way to work last night. I had stopped at a box junction and the Jaguar XF driver behind blasted his horn, revved the engine and as soon as there was a gap bombarded past me into the box at a forty five degree angle. Much to the amusement of the driver and passenger of the Police car sat waiting to enter the box from a side road. As soon as the traffic lights changed the blues and twos came on and Mr Jaaaagggg' was stopped a couple of hundred yards later.
Tyre Tread said:
Cool starry bra!
Feel better now?
Or at least, he'll be along shortly to demonstrate his intellect by pissing on your chips...Feel better now?
Liquid Knight said:
Instant Kama on the way to work last night. I had stopped at a box junction and the Jaguar XF driver behind blasted his horn, revved the engine and as soon as there was a gap bombarded past me into the box at a forty five degree angle. Much to the amusement of the driver and passenger of the Police car sat waiting to enter the box from a side road. As soon as the traffic lights changed the blues and twos came on and Mr Jaaaagggg' was stopped a couple of hundred yards later.
I alway like a story with a happy ending.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkBBm0vEY2Y
Some driving gods tailslide silver/gunmetal/dark cars into a bank of fog, on the wrong side of the road, while not having any lights on.
Genius!
Quite a few of the drivers already on the road fail to cover themselves in glory too. Civic at 2:24 is one example as it emerges from the fog without lights. Are some drivers really this dim? Their lights certainly are...
Some driving gods tailslide silver/gunmetal/dark cars into a bank of fog, on the wrong side of the road, while not having any lights on.
Genius!
Quite a few of the drivers already on the road fail to cover themselves in glory too. Civic at 2:24 is one example as it emerges from the fog without lights. Are some drivers really this dim? Their lights certainly are...
When my neighbours are too lazy to drive their cars into their own marked up spaces and garages but instead leave them all parked up in the visitors bays just because they're closer to the building front door.
This drives me insane. It also breaches the management terms. Petty I know but oh well.
This drives me insane. It also breaches the management terms. Petty I know but oh well.
Bluedot said:
It's such a rarity these days for other drivers to apologise even when they're in the wrong.
She made a mistake and she apologised, I don't see any problem with that.
+1She made a mistake and she apologised, I don't see any problem with that.
I find a lot of road rage is down to EGO! I've had people try to fight me, throw their hands up in a fit, when deep down they knew they were wrong.
To use a PH cliche, it's down to the 'everyone is a special unicorn' generation. Absolute no-hopers spend their whole lives angry that they are not in fact a unicorn and that, even worse, some people don't seem to treat them like one by, for example, getting out of their way. Unicorns also never make mistakes or do wrong. If someone is annoyed with a unicorn, it must be the fault of that person.
ORD said:
To use a PH cliche, it's down to the 'everyone is a special unicorn' generation. Absolute no-hopers spend their whole lives angry that they are not in fact a unicorn and that, even worse, some people don't seem to treat them like one by, for example, getting out of their way. Unicorns also never make mistakes or do wrong. If someone is annoyed with a unicorn, it must be the fault of that person.
aaahh! They must attended this person's special course on unicorn healing 
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