One single thing that makes you think "knob" Vol 3
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Had the car in the workshop yesterday for TÜV, our sort of MOT check.
Got in again and found out that for driving 20 meters in / out of the workshop,
some mechanic had decided to alter all seat postitions and even the steering wheel !
Took me some time to get the right seat height, distance to pedals, backrest angle etc halfway fitting again.
Guess it´s my fault not having everything electronic and with memory function,
but as I am not a company director it was not on the options list,
on the other side it´s less weight and stuff to fail, wrench guy was acting t
ttish and got no tip.
Got in again and found out that for driving 20 meters in / out of the workshop,
some mechanic had decided to alter all seat postitions and even the steering wheel !
Took me some time to get the right seat height, distance to pedals, backrest angle etc halfway fitting again.
Guess it´s my fault not having everything electronic and with memory function,
but as I am not a company director it was not on the options list,
on the other side it´s less weight and stuff to fail, wrench guy was acting t
ttish and got no tip.Have to mention the Neanderthal in the white VW van Saturday afternoon Fulwood Rd, Broomhill shops. Little old dear about 100 years old bent in half shuffling across the road with her trolley. She cannot get accross the road in the time given by the crossing. Gentlemen in red Passat realises this and stops. White van man behind starts on the horn with the F'ing. I shout at him to stop being a tosser then go and help the lady with her trolley. She is startled. White van man then continues with a stream of abuse and flicking the V's as he 'roars' off.
So Mr scruffy 50 something. I hope karma deals you a nice fat blow. You utter utter cretin.
So Mr scruffy 50 something. I hope karma deals you a nice fat blow. You utter utter cretin.
At least they bag it up, there's some lazy feck wit round my way that just leaves... less than four feet from the bin.
As for drivers? This week an utter tit in a white BMW 2 series (possibly a genuine M2) with obligatory black alloys, continually revving the nuts off the thing, accelerating hard, dumping the clutch, etc.. I can hear his st exhaust noise/tyre screeching disappearing off into the far distance, you can tell when he hits a clear stretch of road/edge of Hartlepool as the revs continually rise. All this in the center of Hartlepool (I've usually just got out of the car when he passes), forty limit... well in theory anyway, pedestrians and morning traffic (I'd say rush hour traffic but considering the look on the face of a visiting lecturer from London when I said that he either thought I was yanking his chain or otherwise extremely naive, there's a reason I choose to work at our degree campus 
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As for drivers? This week an utter tit in a white BMW 2 series (possibly a genuine M2) with obligatory black alloys, continually revving the nuts off the thing, accelerating hard, dumping the clutch, etc.. I can hear his s
t exhaust noise/tyre screeching disappearing off into the far distance, you can tell when he hits a clear stretch of road/edge of Hartlepool as the revs continually rise. All this in the center of Hartlepool (I've usually just got out of the car when he passes), forty limit... well in theory anyway, pedestrians and morning traffic (I'd say rush hour traffic but considering the look on the face of a visiting lecturer from London when I said that he either thought I was yanking his chain or otherwise extremely naive, there's a reason I choose to work at our degree campus ).The knob over the road from me who is part of the street's "chavvy" family. He drives too fast around the cul de sac (no im not being dramatic, it's actually quite narrow, plus kids and pets run around. What makes it worse is he's just bought a silver E39. I also have a silver E39. I once waved at him to slow down because he was really driving like a tit and he sat there revving his engine at me. tt.
t. Benni said:
Had the car in the workshop yesterday for TÜV, our sort of MOT check.
Got in again and found out that for driving 20 meters in / out of the workshop,
some mechanic had decided to alter all seat postitions and even the steering wheel !
Took me some time to get the right seat height, distance to pedals, backrest angle etc halfway fitting again.
Guess it´s my fault not having everything electronic and with memory function,
but as I am not a company director it was not on the options list,
on the other side it´s less weight and stuff to fail, wrench guy was acting tttish and got no tip.
Tip? Tip you say?Got in again and found out that for driving 20 meters in / out of the workshop,
some mechanic had decided to alter all seat postitions and even the steering wheel !
Took me some time to get the right seat height, distance to pedals, backrest angle etc halfway fitting again.
Guess it´s my fault not having everything electronic and with memory function,
but as I am not a company director it was not on the options list,
on the other side it´s less weight and stuff to fail, wrench guy was acting t
ttish and got no tip.Rich_W said:
Bluedot said:
This morning's throbber award goes to the cyclist who decided that rather than waste his time using the expensively laid cycle lane that runs around the 4 laned roundabout, his time was much to precious and he would use the lanes on the roundabout instead. Bearing in mind this is a very busy roundabout with 4 and sometimes 6 lanes along with entrances and exits to a motorway, various industrial estates and A roads.
The lane markings are perfectly laid out for every rush hour driving god to hone their skills, skillfully carving up swathes of traffic so they don't have to queue that extra 10 seconds at the next set of lights.
So now picture it as throbber cyclist kicks off at the lights and out into the snarling unforgiving mass of metal vying for positions at various traffic lights, now also picture it as throbber cyclist's chain then slips, and slips again, and again. It was at this point throbber cyclist realises he's now in no mans land and with no transport.
I left him at this point, no idea how he got on, or rather off, before click clacking his way back in his throbber shoes to safety.
I'm confusedThe lane markings are perfectly laid out for every rush hour driving god to hone their skills, skillfully carving up swathes of traffic so they don't have to queue that extra 10 seconds at the next set of lights.
So now picture it as throbber cyclist kicks off at the lights and out into the snarling unforgiving mass of metal vying for positions at various traffic lights, now also picture it as throbber cyclist's chain then slips, and slips again, and again. It was at this point throbber cyclist realises he's now in no mans land and with no transport.
I left him at this point, no idea how he got on, or rather off, before click clacking his way back in his throbber shoes to safety.
Roundabout sounds dodgy from your description and the users on it appear to be incompetent.
But its the cyclist who appears to have had an unforeseen mechanical whose the problem?
Chain breaks on designated advised cycle path - jump off, try and fix it.
Chain breaks in middle of busy roundabout - pray no one hits you as you try and get you and your bike back to safety.
Yesterday evening queuing for the Blackwall tunnel , found myself behind an utter throbber.
First, barged his way into L1 in front of me aggressively ,from Greenwich slip.
Second ,he twice moved into L2 and literally was straight back into L1 without hesitation.....TWICE !
Third ,when eventually went into L2 ,went straight to L3, barging in again.
Fourth ,fairly sure his "M5" wasn't an M5 ,not enough exhaust pipes.
First, barged his way into L1 in front of me aggressively ,from Greenwich slip.
Second ,he twice moved into L2 and literally was straight back into L1 without hesitation.....TWICE !
Third ,when eventually went into L2 ,went straight to L3, barging in again.
Fourth ,fairly sure his "M5" wasn't an M5 ,not enough exhaust pipes.
Bluedot said:
If he was using the designated cycle lane then he wouldn't have put himself into the situation he found himself in i.e stuck in the middle of 4 lanes of rush hour traffic weaving between lanes.
Chain breaks on designated advised cycle path - jump off, try and fix it.
Chain breaks in middle of busy roundabout - pray no one hits you as you try and get you and your bike back to safety.
So what happens if YOU in YOUR car breaks down in the middle of this suspect poorly designed roundabout surrounded by incompetent car drivers?Chain breaks on designated advised cycle path - jump off, try and fix it.
Chain breaks in middle of busy roundabout - pray no one hits you as you try and get you and your bike back to safety.
Sorry everyone I appear to have caused an argument again.
You can take the "Fightclub" quoting interpretation of Snowflake or the more modern anti-Trump yet woefully un/misinformed Snowflake dummy spitting protest angle.
I'll stick to Autodysfunctional Egotism.
As all it boils down to is the inability for the person to cope with being overtaken. It used to happen all the time in my Panda but now it doesn't matter what car I am driving if I have the audacity to overtake someone going slower than the speed limit around 60% of the time they floor it to try and block the maneuver.
The other 40% are the ones driving to their comfort zone and leave others to it.
You can take the "Fightclub" quoting interpretation of Snowflake or the more modern anti-Trump yet woefully un/misinformed Snowflake dummy spitting protest angle.
I'll stick to Autodysfunctional Egotism.
As all it boils down to is the inability for the person to cope with being overtaken. It used to happen all the time in my Panda but now it doesn't matter what car I am driving if I have the audacity to overtake someone going slower than the speed limit around 60% of the time they floor it to try and block the maneuver.
The other 40% are the ones driving to their comfort zone and leave others to it.
The bellend in the Peugeot Partner treating the M11 coming towards the North Circular like a real life version of GTA.
The Addison Lee knob near Whipps Cross who was so busy updating his Face wker status he nearly t-boned me.
The absolute wker in the POS Corsa who decided to perform a U-turn on Leyton High Road in front of an ambulance on blues.
The Addison Lee knob near Whipps Cross who was so busy updating his Face w
ker status he nearly t-boned me.The absolute w
ker in the POS Corsa who decided to perform a U-turn on Leyton High Road in front of an ambulance on blues.Edited by jogger1976 on Sunday 19th February 17:46
Rich_W said:
Bluedot said:
If he was using the designated cycle lane then he wouldn't have put himself into the situation he found himself in i.e stuck in the middle of 4 lanes of rush hour traffic weaving between lanes.
Chain breaks on designated advised cycle path - jump off, try and fix it.
Chain breaks in middle of busy roundabout - pray no one hits you as you try and get you and your bike back to safety.
So what happens if YOU in YOUR car breaks down in the middle of this suspect poorly designed roundabout surrounded by incompetent car drivers?Chain breaks on designated advised cycle path - jump off, try and fix it.
Chain breaks in middle of busy roundabout - pray no one hits you as you try and get you and your bike back to safety.
What's your point ?
In a car I'd feel a hell of a lot safer than click clacking my way back to safety with a pushbike.
Just to remind you again, you seem to keep missing the point here, there is a designated cycle path running around the roundabout.
Knob yesterday in a pick up truck, partial plate "BO55 ***" who must have been the archetypal 'powerfully built company director' because of the way he 'dominated' Marlow bridge.
Listen up fknugget. Those fking dotted lines? You know, the "Give Way!" lines? And those signs on the poles - the ones directing you to give way to oncoming traffic? Yeah, well they apply to YOU. Even when that oncoming traffic happens to be a bicycle.
You must be such a fking hard man, 'Bo55', taking on an 80kg bike and rider combo in your two tonnes plus of council estate chav-mobile in a 'battle' over some poxy road space. You'll be slowed to a crawl at the other end anyway by the width restricors, so what the fk is the hurry, you utter wker? Have a nice day, etc, etc. I hope you and the orange Heffalump in the passenger seat live a long and happy life together, and that she was suitably impressed by your pathetic antics. Oh, and the scabby hands problem you appear to have? I recommend mountain biking gloves - they often have extra padding on the knuckles... 
Listen up f
knugget. Those fking dotted lines? You know, the "Give Way!" lines? And those signs on the poles - the ones directing you to give way to oncoming traffic? Yeah, well they apply to YOU. Even when that oncoming traffic happens to be a bicycle. You must be such a f
king hard man, 'Bo55', taking on an 80kg bike and rider combo in your two tonnes plus of council estate chav-mobile in a 'battle' over some poxy road space. You'll be slowed to a crawl at the other end anyway by the width restricors, so what the fk is the hurry, you utter wker? Have a nice day, etc, etc. I hope you and the orange Heffalump in the passenger seat live a long and happy life together, and that she was suitably impressed by your pathetic antics. Oh, and the scabby hands problem you appear to have? I recommend mountain biking gloves - they often have extra padding on the knuckles... Usually occurance but worth a mention. 9am yesterday morning on a quiet motorway, I'm in L1 with cruise at 70mph and come across a Skoda Superb in L3, no other car bar me and him in sight. I should have just carried on in L1 but I went to L4, then pulled back to L1 which seemed to wake him up. He pulled across into L1 and all was well, until 30 seconds later he indicates and pulls back into L3, still with absolutely nothing to overtake. Plodding along in L3 half asleep is one thing, but actively moving from L1 to L3 for no reason is a special sort of knob.
The sheer number of people on the motorways with illegible number plates due to dirt!!
I did a fair bit of motorway driving over the weekend and must have spotted 20 cars with so much dirt on the plates, you wouldn't have been able to read them up close let alone from any kind of distance.
I appreciate that a car gets dirty but even when I've done 200-300 miles of motorway driving in the depths of winter my number plate has remained legible. So I find it hard to believe that these cars have got that dirty in one or two long journeys that may prevent someone at least cleaning the plate!
I did a fair bit of motorway driving over the weekend and must have spotted 20 cars with so much dirt on the plates, you wouldn't have been able to read them up close let alone from any kind of distance.
I appreciate that a car gets dirty but even when I've done 200-300 miles of motorway driving in the depths of winter my number plate has remained legible. So I find it hard to believe that these cars have got that dirty in one or two long journeys that may prevent someone at least cleaning the plate!
Alex_225 said:
The sheer number of people on the motorways with illegible number plates due to dirt!!
I wasn't going to post this incident, but you've made me remember it. Filling up the car at the weekend and I used a bottle of water and some blue towel to wipe down my own plate and lights. Despite there being several other pumps, the Insignia driver behind me hooted and then called out his window "Do it at home! People are waiting!"No, mate. You're waiting - And only because you refuse to use a pump on the opposite side of the car.
romeogolf said:
Alex_225 said:
The sheer number of people on the motorways with illegible number plates due to dirt!!
I wasn't going to post this incident, but you've made me remember it. Filling up the car at the weekend and I used a bottle of water and some blue towel to wipe down my own plate and lights. Despite there being several other pumps, the Insignia driver behind me hooted and then called out his window "Do it at home! People are waiting!"No, mate. You're waiting - And only because you refuse to use a pump on the opposite side of the car.
romeogolf said:
I wasn't going to post this incident, but you've made me remember it. Filling up the car at the weekend and I used a bottle of water and some blue towel to wipe down my own plate and lights. Despite there being several other pumps, the Insignia driver behind me hooted and then called out his window "Do it at home! People are waiting!"
No, mate. You're waiting - And only because you refuse to use a pump on the opposite side of the car.
I'd probably have given him some choice words. Fair play that you cleaned though. No, mate. You're waiting - And only because you refuse to use a pump on the opposite side of the car.
romeogolf said:
I wasn't going to post this incident, but you've made me remember it. Filling up the car at the weekend and I used a bottle of water and some blue towel to wipe down my own plate and lights. Despite there being several other pumps, the Insignia driver behind me hooted and then called out his window "Do it at home! People are waiting!"
No, mate. You're waiting - And only because you refuse to use a pump on the opposite side of the car.
Wouldn't say anything if I saw someone doing that. On the other hand. People that quite clearly see you waiting, get in their car, start it, check themselves out in the vanity mirror, plug in their phone, stare down at said phone, then slowly pull away are tNo, mate. You're waiting - And only because you refuse to use a pump on the opposite side of the car.
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