I just wanted to send a quick hello to the guy in the black Yaris (sorry Cath but it was a Yaris) who decided to pop out in front of me from the left hand side of my bull-bar and fill the small margin of safety I had left in front in reasonably heavy traffic and please excuse my use of the air horn and any distress it may have invoked.
I sounded the horn to let you know that what you had done was a little on the silly side of careful driving. It wasn’t meant to invoke your demonstration of how sore your middle finger is. I couldn’t care less about your sore finger and I’m guessing you hurt it when you broke the indicator stalk on your vehicle as they weren’t working at all.
What I really wanted to get across is that I don’t know you or your family but I care enough about your well-being not to have to fill out the paperwork as the fire brigade hose you legacy off the road and the hours of delay that such an incident would invoke to other more competent road users trying to get home for the weekend.
I can’t get my point across strongly enough about your sore finger either. I did look at it and I did think to myself all sorts of places to put it to make it feel better and you shouldn’t have held it out the window so long for all to see because I think that’s why you nearly ran into the back of the B-Double in front of you when he stopped suddenly.
Once again… I’m really sorry, honest!
Love the story!!
This is pure genius love it!
Thanks Amy, just telling it how it is with maybe a hint of sarcasm.