So I left my house this morning, and outside the next door neighbour's was some random woman in a Vauxhall somethingorother. Just sitting in her car, engine off, in the middle of the road, with cars on both sides.
So I've gotten in my car, and switched the engine on, thinking that would prompt her to move... it didn't. I sounded the horn, thinking that would prompt her to move... it didn't... then I edged forwards so that she could see I was pulling out, and sounded the horn again... she still sat there doing nothing... only this time I got some strange gesture... I think she was signalling that she was waiting for the girl who lives next door to me, or she could have been saying it was the name of a book, 1 word, 4 syllables...
Finally the girl next door got in the car, and off they went. Now why on earth could this woman not have pulled her car into the gigantic gap on the left just in front of her so that I could pass?
Does she think she owns the road or something?! She doesn't own the road, it's MY road... I've lived in it nearly all my life... actually by that logic it's Doris' road, she's lived there since it was all mud huts and the only traffic was the occasional stegosaurus wandering through.
But I digress... random Vauxhall woman, next time you get in my way I'm going to slash your tyres... promptly followed by your face... not that it would make you look any worse.
Rant over
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