Trundling up Shelly Beach Road today, it's obvious from back near the offramp that traffic is backing up somewhat. I come around the corner, look as far ahead as I can to see what's up, and there's a blitz or summat, because there's cops everywhere. So, I get in the right-turn bay to go down towards Curran Street, and the eejit in front of me, who's obviously looking no further ahead than the end of his bonnet, whacks his confiminator on at the very last second as he dives to the right. I tootle him (neither melodiously nor vigorously), just to let him know I'm there, he's a pillock, and I didn't enjoy being cut off. Because I was watching him (as you do), there was no danger, I was just annoyed.
Just around the corner, there's a cop standing in the road. He points at the car, then the side of the road: "You! Here - now!"
I dunno if he witnessed the off-cutting and the tootling, or if this was just a random checkpoint, or if he suspected the guy of trying to evade the check, or what, but it gave me a smirkyface, and made me laugh.
If it was a checkpoint, then Mr Turntooquick inadvertantly did me a favour by replacing me as the next victim, and given that I was already late (too much fiddling with the
VifFerraRi), it was a Good Thing.
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