Yesterday I finished work early for a change (4pm) and on my way home I had 3 lots of bad drivers to deal with all at once...
Heading up towards the bridge (just before you go under the Shelley Beach Overpass and onto the bridge). And I noticed that the cage behind me was right up my ass, to the point where I thought "shit if I brake he's gonna rear-end me" so I was keeping an eye on him in my mirrors (I could see him clearly in both... and he was an ugly fuck too), on my right was a red car (lol yeah the colour is all you need to know) and on my left a white Van (Galbraith Plumbing & Drainage Ltd, Member of Master Plumbers, Gasfitters & Drainlayers,
30 Barrys Point Rd Takapuna Auckland 0-9-489 8002 Plumbers).
Now my luck turned to shit, not only did I have the car right up my ass, but both the red car and the wanker van driver started to pull into my lane (both without indicating) and for a split second I thought "Ok I'm gonna get squashed between these assholes then hit from behind by the twat following too close".
For the first time EVER I used my horn and held it down and thought "well I'm gonna get hit anyway" and jammed on both brakes (nice feeling when your back wheel looses traction and slides to the side when your front wheel doesn't wanna move at all). For a split second I closed my eyes and waited for the impact from behind and possibly both sides (not the smarted thing to do I know). I opened my eyes again and ther red car had pulled back into his lane and I saw her give me a wave as if to say "sorry". The car behind me had pulled back, but the fucking van driver was still moving into my lane, his indicator still not on, and my horn still blaring away, I had my sunnies on so I don't think he could see my eyes but it looked like he was looking right into my face. HE KNEW I WAS THERE. And he still kept moving into my lane... which at this time, wasn't too bad because I had reduced my speed greatly (which wasn't that fast to start off with), when he had finally moved infront of me, I was absolutley fumming, and my heart was somewhere between my stomach and throat, and if I hadn't of been gripping onto the handlebars with no doubt super white knuckles my hands would have been shaking badly.
As you all know my temper string is only about <--> so long. I split lanes until I was next to the van, then pulled into the lane next to him and tried to keep calm and lifted both hands and shrugs my shoulders as if to say "what the fuck where you doing?" and both the driver (a young guy) and his passanger threw me the finger and were swearing at me..
GRRRRR fucking assholes.
So I know the company name (plastered all over the side of the van) and the company is:Galbraith Plumbing & Drainage Ltd 09-489 8002
Should I call them up and complain about their asshole driver?
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