Soldato
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Almost forgot out this, as i decided not to tell the mrs about it.
Xmas eve in Nottingham, i had my 11 year old son and twin 15 year old step-sons in the car. Had to drive to a retail park so the twins could nip to Boots. They jump out the car as i'm in a horrendous queue, and agree that i'll wheel around the car park and pick them up again at the other end.
So, just me and my boy left in the car....in a jam. We're almost at the roundabout and there is a little space in front of me as the 4x4 in front is turning left i want to go right, but not quite enough room.
So, this car pulls out from behind me, literally screeches forward and jumps in the spot in front. I pip at him and gesticulate, not rudely, just hands in the air with the w t f face.
I then see the driver lean over to his glove box, take something out, put it in his coat pocket, get out the car and walk over to me
"here we go" i think to myself.
So i'm half way out my car and he says "what's your problem"
Me: "you are mate, why did you do that?"
Him: "I'm in a hurry!"
Me: "Mate, look at the place its bumper to bumper you aint going anywhere, you're just gonna wind people up, its xmas eve for gods sake.!"
He then cuts me off and starts posturing, showing me that he has his hand in his pocket.
Him: "Don't ******* mess with me man, cos i don't ******* care, i'll stab you in the neck, do you understand?!"
Me: (laughs) "you what!?"
Him: "you ******* heard me, you don't ******* know me, i'll ******* stab you in the neck ,do you want that? Do you understand me?"
Me: (gobsmacked) "you just go back to your car sunshine"
Him: "You ******* understand me, i'll **** you up!"
By this time it dawns on me that i still have my son in the back seat, right next to where the guy is.
So angrily, i say
"Yeah, i understand" and gesture for him to go away.
He gets back in his car, leans over to the glove compartment again, then drives around the roundabout into the car park. I follow him as i'm going that way anyway, but then peel off and pick the twins up. By this time i'm calm and they only get to hear what my sons tells them about it, so it just goes over theirs heads really.
Since then, i've been simmering about it. Did this ****** really have a knife? Could i have taken him anyway? Would i have got out the car and confronted him if my son were not there? Should i have called the police as we noted his number plate? He couldn't have got away due to the traffic madness, but if he never had a knife it wouldn't go anywhere. There were plenty of witness, but i doubt they could hear what he was saying to me.
I'm not racist, but maybe you can guess what colour he was.
Grrrrrrrrrr !!
edit: sorry if some of you find this too long too read.
Xmas eve in Nottingham, i had my 11 year old son and twin 15 year old step-sons in the car. Had to drive to a retail park so the twins could nip to Boots. They jump out the car as i'm in a horrendous queue, and agree that i'll wheel around the car park and pick them up again at the other end.
So, just me and my boy left in the car....in a jam. We're almost at the roundabout and there is a little space in front of me as the 4x4 in front is turning left i want to go right, but not quite enough room.
So, this car pulls out from behind me, literally screeches forward and jumps in the spot in front. I pip at him and gesticulate, not rudely, just hands in the air with the w t f face.
I then see the driver lean over to his glove box, take something out, put it in his coat pocket, get out the car and walk over to me

So i'm half way out my car and he says "what's your problem"
Me: "you are mate, why did you do that?"
Him: "I'm in a hurry!"
Me: "Mate, look at the place its bumper to bumper you aint going anywhere, you're just gonna wind people up, its xmas eve for gods sake.!"
He then cuts me off and starts posturing, showing me that he has his hand in his pocket.
Him: "Don't ******* mess with me man, cos i don't ******* care, i'll stab you in the neck, do you understand?!"
Me: (laughs) "you what!?"
Him: "you ******* heard me, you don't ******* know me, i'll ******* stab you in the neck ,do you want that? Do you understand me?"
Me: (gobsmacked) "you just go back to your car sunshine"
Him: "You ******* understand me, i'll **** you up!"
By this time it dawns on me that i still have my son in the back seat, right next to where the guy is.
So angrily, i say
"Yeah, i understand" and gesture for him to go away.
He gets back in his car, leans over to the glove compartment again, then drives around the roundabout into the car park. I follow him as i'm going that way anyway, but then peel off and pick the twins up. By this time i'm calm and they only get to hear what my sons tells them about it, so it just goes over theirs heads really.
Since then, i've been simmering about it. Did this ****** really have a knife? Could i have taken him anyway? Would i have got out the car and confronted him if my son were not there? Should i have called the police as we noted his number plate? He couldn't have got away due to the traffic madness, but if he never had a knife it wouldn't go anywhere. There were plenty of witness, but i doubt they could hear what he was saying to me.
I'm not racist, but maybe you can guess what colour he was.
Grrrrrrrrrr !!
edit: sorry if some of you find this too long too read.