So this dude in a late model Benz puts his indicator on and nails it out of his carpark on Featherston St - right next to me.
Taxi driver in the right hand lane (Featherston St is two lanes of one way traffic) nails the brakes and hits the horn. I flick into the space where the taxi driver was.
Benz driver stops, I flick back in front. Give the taxi driver a friendly wave, he gives me the thumbs up. I notice the Benz hasn't moved. Go back - the dude is crying. I, "there, there", him and continue on to work.
Life is weird.
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