My road rage incident.
Daddy chose to write this months blog about my road rage incident but got the story wrong. So as I was feeling even more bratty and stroppy than normal, I decided to write exactly what happened. Why am I feeling more stroppy, because Daddy then told me I was to write an apology letter to the man, he didn’t expect me to give it to him, as we don’t even know who he is, but I was to write it and give it Daddy.
As far as I’m concerned, the man did not deserve an apology.
He is now referred to as the Arrogant Man.
Anyway, down our street it’s very busy with traffic, even though it’s a long cul-de-sac, with 6 little cul-de-sacs running off it. We live along the main road. On the corner lives a family, we’ve actually known the man since he was a kid, it seems his mum has moved out and the son and family have moved in. Think they are early 20’s. But he’s extremely arrogant, well they both are, they look at you like you are scum, and people like that, I really do not like. So we don’t have anything to do with them, except when it comes to them parking their cars. As they seem to think they can park the cars wherever they want.
So along with them thinking the road belongs to them, their friends also think they have the right to park anywhere, even across peoples driveways. Many times a white van has parked across ours and next doors driveway, meaning we can’t get in or get out. Master and E have had to park elsewhere when they got home from work or sit in the car and wait. The man, he’s about mid 20’s maybe, the Arrogant Man usually stands by the van talking to the man from the corner house, they see you waiting but just ignore you. Master calls them all sorts as he walks past them, God only knows what E says. The language would be blue.
On this occasion, I was getting ready to visit my folks. I’d put the dogs in the car, gone back in the house to get y coat, keys and phone. In those few seconds, the white van appeared across both driveways. The Arrogant Man watched as I walked to the car, got in, started the engine, then had to do something with my phone, I think I’d lost connection between phone and car. I watched and waited patiently as the Arrogant Man got out of the van, turned to look at me, and chatted with the arrogant man from the corner. Both looked at me, continued to chat, opened the back of the van and looked inside. This is something they do every time, they turned to look at me again, laughed then carried on.
Enough was enough. Now I could reverse off the curb, but they are quite high and the jolt of the bump down jarrs my back, so I won’t do that and honestly, why should I.
So I drove forwards towards the van and watched the Arrogant Man get into his van. The other man went back inside his house. After waiting again I honked my horn, he just started laughing. I drive an Abarth convertible, well I’ve only got it for a few weeks now, then I get a new car, so as it was sunny, the roof was down. My one complaint about my Abarth is the buttons to put the windows down aren’t on the door by the window, they are on the centre console and I’ve never gotten used to them there. Still laughing, the Arrogant Man very slowly reversed back. So as I was finally able to drive out of my drive, I shouted F*****g arrogant T**t, then shoved my middle finger up at him. Before driving off.
It’s safe to say I was extremely shocked at my outburst, that last word I would never ever use, and as for the finger, well that is just like using all the worst swear words you can think of in one go. A few minutes later I began shaking, I’ve never felt guilt like it before, but I was now late so I had to put it behind me for now. By the time I got home, I was shaking again and as it was gone 2pm I thought Daddy would’ve had his lunch break by now, so I messaged Miss Adira, telling her all about it, she too thought he would’ve had his lunch by now.
About 10 minutes later, I got a call from Daddy, I knew I had to tell him there and then, he was laughing about with his colleagues, we chatted for 1 or 2 minutes then said it, “I have something I need to tell you.” With that he got up, “Sounds like Little’n is in trouble, I will be back in a bit,” he told them. God how embarrassing, I thought. He found a quiet spot then asked what I had to tell him. So I told him the entire story. At first he burst out laughing, I think he was in shock to be fair. After a bit of a lecture he said, “Right to start with I want 1000 lines doing. And this is not over.” He walked back in the staff room and told everyone what I had done. OMG no. He carried on chatting about how mum was today, how work was, I told him I was shaking because I was so upset with what I’ve done. He said, “Right it’s done with now, you did the right thing telling me. So don’t be worrying.” He then had to go back to work, so said our goodbyes.
So far I’ve not seen the Arrogant Man in his van since, would I do anything different……yes, I would try the polite way as I think he would be more gobsmacked had I said, “Would you mind reversing off my driveway please so I can get out.” I think he would be that shocked he wudda reversed straight away. Would my fiery Taurus nature actually do that, probably not. But I can promise to try, take a deep breath in, before opening my mouth. It’s so so hard.