Yes, I have been the victim of Road Rage but only yesterday by a man in a Rentokil van... a long shot I know, but I wonder if he peruses this board after seeing my scoobynet sticker up close!

Upon my usual journey home we came to a stop at the traffic lights in Yarmouth Road. The Rentokil van (white I may add!) directly behind me stopped sharpish and the driver jumped out of the drivers seat and approached my car. My window was open as it was so hot and I was listening to the fantastic vibes of the Adorables - Oooh Boy (fairly appropriate huh!!). He bent over and shouted through my window "don't you use ****ing indicators"... anyway, I sat that and thought.... no, I don't have 'straight on' indicators! I retraced my journey from the moment I realised he was wedged up my **** and could not honestly think of anywhere I would have needed to indicate. The mini-roundabout perhaps? Only I was going straight over!! So, I replied "yes, of course I do". He then shouted more obscenities at me so I just looked at him, drew a breath from my menthol, exhaled and said "fek OFF" Well, I'm sure that was the kind of language that meant something to the 'white van man' who empties sanitary towel bins for a living .

As he started to walk away I poked my head out of the window and shouted "If you weren't stuck half way up my **** you would be able to tell which way I was going"... I think he called me a ****ing bitch so I did the proverbial ****** sign and retorted with "fek off you ******". Anyway, the lights changed, we moved away and he was stuck up my **** again. So, upon climbing Alder Hills, approaching the traffic lights at the brow of the hill I indicated right and proceeded to turn left LOL LOL... I whipped round the corner like a nimble ballet dancer as he screeched round it trying to keep the minimal distance he seemed to like... ****!

 

You minx teasing white van man like that you probably really confused him by your indicating stunt

 

Yes, and judging from the massive screeching from his tires I think I may have caused a tampon-fallout in the back of his ride too

 

report him - he'll probably get the sack ! someone did that to a M&S lorry @ a sussex meet one time when he got really anoyed. Someone got on the phone - few weeks later - letter saying really sorry, etc etc... and they'd sacked him !

Revenge is <Seann William Scott>sweeeeeeeet</Seann William Scott>

Steve

 

Trouble is, he turned off down that cacker area just off Herbert Avenue so would probably pay me a visit and break my legs... or even worse, my beloved scooby

 

Karen,
Try and entice him along to the next meet and I will give him a severe beating for you
Perhaps if he hadn't been welded to your boot he may have been able to see the indicators!!!!

 

If I invite him to the mini-meet on Friday we can chuck him off that grassy knoll

 

I dunno about chuck SG, but we beat him with lots of sticks until he bleeds, then put im in the boot of a scoob and take him through Poole park at speed, (humps!!!!) and then............




I'll leave it you to think of a few more 'nice' things to do to him eh!!

 

Has anyone else spotted the incongruous sponsored link at the bottom of the page? I can’t imagine a scenario whereby you would be browsing SN and suddenly remembered you needed a “sanitary product vending solution”!!!!

Don’t worry about the tw@t in the van Soulgirl, they’re everywhere and impossible to avoid. Only a couple of weeks ago I was grabbed by the throat at a petrol station by a guy who I had irritated by having a quicker car than his. He used the classic line “you have no idea who you are dealing with” which was funny as he must have known exactly who I was (Chief Constable of Sussex Police!). A quick glance up at the CCTV camera and some advice and he was soon on his way!!!!!

Don’t let the bstrds grind you down!


- The bit about being Chief Constable wasn’t true by the way (not that he knew that), but it would have been really funny if it had been!

 

I was once working (gasp, yes) on patrol in Leeds in my lil' old police car when I saw this Escort coming my way at a stupidly (well as stupid as you can get for an Escort) high speed. tbh - it was being driven in such a way as I thought it was nicked.

Anyway, to cut a long boring story short, I followed it and stopped it. It turned out the driver was a Charlie Brown's mechanic giving a car a test drive before handing it back to the owner....

so......... I rang the owner, and the garage manager and explained what I'd seen! The owner got all his work done free (about £700 worth!!!!) and the guy got the sack.

If it had been my car, I'd have expected someone to do the same! Except, I wouldn't take my car to Charlie Browns