
Originally Posted by
Genie
Today I got to experience what many in bigger cities have experienced.
Today I saw something I had only ever read about and couldn't quite believe.
Today some male in his people mover got grumpy at me and flicked me the bird as I travelled past him.
I rather think he would have preferred to be on the bike, than in the people mover with the wife and kids, towing his pop-up trailer.
I think he wanted to feel the freedom of riding one's bike along various highways and byways.
I think he hadn't had sex for a while.
What ever his reasons I was shocked at his appalling behaviour and in front of his children. A terrible example to the next generation he has bred.
As I'm travelling along a country road with a speed limit of 100k's I come up behind a line of three cars and we're all now travelling at 50k. Thankfully I'm on my motorbike and being Nelson roads the two vehicles in front of me pull over to the side so I'm able to ride past without crossing the double yellow lines. All legal and travelling at about 80k. I come up behind family-man-on-holiday and I think hmm, yellow lines finishing, no on-coming traffic...wait, wait...go. accelerate past, come up to his window and this hand comes out with this finger sticking up!!!! Really, WTF, he holds up traffic and then gets irate because he is overtaken.
Me, being me, I smile, wave and yell out "have a nice day".
Now one would think this would be the end of it....but no. Two K's down the road and I'm at the lights and here he is on my right, and starts abusing me!
Fuck, this is gettting scarey, I'm only little, he's in this big people mover and he's angry at me. He starts his rant about do I think I'm special and do I have my own rules for the road. Hmmm, maybe I do, I'm on a motorcycle and there are certain things a motorbike can do that a car can't. I replied, yes I am special, smiled nicely and told him to have a nice day, lights changed and I could ride off. At this stage I'm freaking a bit more as he starts to come over to my lane, right, this is Richmond not Auckland....wtf is this man on. Meanwhile wife is staring straight ahead and the kids have their noses stuck to the windows, all looking down on me. Thank god for throttle....got away from him.
Breathed a sigh of relief.
Too quick, the bastard's back, sitting on my arse at 70k and I'm like, stay cool girl. Turn-off ahead....go faster, turn and ..... he goes the other way, flicking the bird again....me I wave.
Really, what was the point of his aggression? What has he acheived? Me, I played it over in my mind as to whether I rode in a dangerous manner and all I get is.....what a wanker!@*&^%
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