Since its near the end of the 'work' day and
everyone as that itch of anticipation as they prepare to leap out of
there seats and make the freedom run to there cars. My thoughts
naturally wonder over to the dark-side of driving and the woes that
follow.
This post has nothing to do with the gentleman
that I flipped off for committing such a crime. Then he
proceeded to follow me to work were we exchange pleasantries and went
on our merry way. Not before I mentioned that if I’m driving so
dangerously whys your daughter not got a seatbelt on.
The question I ask is how often are you made to
give way while driving without receiving so much as a raised finger
let alone a wave of thanks. Worst still when your generous enough to
get someone past and they look on oblivious to the fact that your
there. Let alone if you hadn't stopped the amusement you receive from
someone hurling abuse at you from within there car. (Cowards).
Don't get me wrong I fall into the most dangerous
driver category 17 - 24 and I may have to shell out £170 on
replacing someone’s door mirror. But I had the manors to pull over
and begrudgingly giving my details that I guard so closely away.
Surely some manors are in order though.
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