It's either he has a bad day, or that he's really got bad manners so much so that he doesn't give a damn to others.
I had my right of way and he refused to let me pass but instead insisted on squeezing his black Hyundai in front of me. Of course I'm not that grand ol' madame, and horned him.
He looked out and gave me that ugly, wrenched up face.
And that was when the war started.
On the roads (thanks to Karen's warning),he purposely drove very near me, or waited for me to come closer and he would change lane to ensure he would be in front of me and would be driving at tortoise-speed. It created a small queue behind and cars started to horn.
It came to my breaking point when he insisted having his way that I horned real hard throughout the journey until he gave up.
And in the end he sure did.
It was a pity I didn't note down his carplate number. Otherwise I will broadcast for free here for all to know, just how bad a driver there is that lives on earth. A hideous mammal on earth indeed.
Next time when anyone encounters this, the best is to turn on your video shooting mode on your phone, put it infront, and video down the whole process.
In the event there is an accident, you have all the proof in your favour.
PS: Sorry hor, don't think I'm so gung-ho. Because when we reached Taka, I was still trembling. Hicks.
No comments:
Post a Comment