That is scary....
JohnLarue said:
I was once in the left lane of the QEW and suddenly I had to slow down as the clown in front of me was only driving at about 60- 70kms per hour.
Needless to say the traffic to the right of me whizzed by & it was a good 10-15 km before I got a brake & could pass this asshole.
I gave him the finder as I drove by. (Big Mistake)
Turns out he was a very fresh immigrant (New Delhi perhaps, Karachi - he never said, his turban provide the general global origin)
A couple of minutes later he had figured out how to drive fast & pulled in front of me, his whole family cursing and shouting at me like I was the devil
Then the fucker slowed down and then stopped completely (middle lane on the QEW). Again no way out as the traffic was whizzing by on both sides. I had no choice but to stop & hope there was not a chain reaction.
Then this fuck gets out of his car , shouting and screaming at me.
I thought about grabbing the tire iron, but it was in the trunk, I just locked the door and watched as he went ballistic on me.
I rolled down the window enough to plead with him to move before someone gets killed.
This prick did not speak a word of English and cursed me for 5 mins without any realization or concern for my safety, his or his families or the 3 mile traffic jam he caused
Finally he gave up and drove away.
I made for the nearest exit to calm down and ensure I did not run into this nut again. I probably should have noted the license # and reported him , but I was so stunned at his actions I did not think of it until later.
Lets just say, I do not give anyone the finger anymore
Twice as many half as far
...because as you surely know, you could have been rear ended.
Just insanity....he pulls in front of you, and stops dead in the middle of the road. Given that, there was nothing you could do of course, but too bad it wasn't a situation where you could have pulled over to the side of the road and asked him what his concerns were face to face....if you're that type of guy (I am).
Remotely similar situation..with me as the bad guy (at least in this guys' eyes)...
Approaching the office park where I work to pull into the lot when a Mississauga transit bus in front of me stops fairly suddenly to pick up passengers. I don't go around because right in front of the bus / bus stop is the drive way to the lot I want to pull into, and I don't want to pull in front of the bus just as he is pulling off, and have him broadside me (with my luck). So...I stop behind the bus.
Guy behind me...either following too closely or not paying attention...slams on his brakes to keep from rear ending me. I look in my rear view mirror, and the guy has a "look" on his face, but I figure "whatever", and assume life will go on.
Bus pulls off, I pull into lot, get out of car, grab my briefcase out the back, turn around, and here is this guy, getting out of his car, talking shit about me slamming on my brakes and other gibberish.
For the longest time, I am transfixed. I literally cannot believe what is happening. It just does not compute. Finally...after what was probably at least 30 seconds and could have been longer, I gathered my wits, put down my attache, walk up to the guy and ask him if he was planning to do anything other than run his mouth, because if he was, we should get on with it, but if not, I had a meeting to get to. That's when it became HIS turn to be stunned, and as he responded with just mumbling, I said "thought not", turned, picked up my brief case, and walked away.
When I get upstairs...still amazed...I ask a couple guys about what happened. I explain to them that this is the second time something of this ilk has happened to me (the first is when a guy stood around to wait to see if I'd hit his car while I was parallel parking, and even though I didn't, thought to wait until me and the then pregnant wife got out of the car to start his commentary) and the experience is completely foreign. I ask if this is a "Canadian thing", as at that point I'd only been in the country for a bit over two years. When they say that yes, it sometimes happens, but no, they hadn't thought of it as uniquely Canadian, I explain that I'd never seen it, or heard of it in the U.S....that if you got out of your car to confront someone in the U.S., it was WITH the intentions of fighting, not talking, because you'd have no way of knowing who the person you were confronting was, or what they would do, or what they might be packing.
I swear, people like to take their life into their hands in this city...there was a time when BOTH those guys would have caught an ass beating...