posted on Mar, 6 2016 @ 05:09 AM
a reply to: Kester
I don't get really angry very much. Waste of energy etc.
Two or three years ago a guy on a bike had me angry enough that, for a minute, I could have done something extremely violent - jail-time violent.
Rush hour traffic and he's riding slowly in the middle of the lane. No worries. Fair play. We weren't moving much so it wasn't like he was slowing
anyone down. Anyway, a couple of minutes later and he slowed down so much that I beeped to let him know cars were behind him. The intention of the
beep was 'Hey buddy, I just hit the brakes cos you slowed down. Be alert.' Friendly and no drama meant. A thumbs up sorta thing.
That SoB gave me the finger and then started speeding up and then slowing down to piss me off. It worked! He did this for about 500 yards and I was
fit to explode. As I went one way and he went another, he looked over his shoulder and swore at me. I yelled, "You f***** t**t! I was trying to stop
you from getting run over!!!'
If it wasn't a built-up area, I honestly think I could have knocked him off his bike and beaten him unconscious. The rage I felt was like no other. In
my entire life, I've felt that angry maybe four or five times. Total arse of a guy.
It's like anything else in life, the fricken extremists are the ones we always remember. The ones that spoil things for anyone else and make us forget
that the middle ground vastly outnumbers the bastards.