So I pull up in the Halfords carpark...
Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2003 3:01 pm
...and the row nearest the shop there are 5 or 6 cars all parked at an angle taking up more than 5 more spaces than they actually need.
Now don't get me wrong, I used to do this in my Golf, and if they were nice cars I'd let them get on with it..... but.... There was 1 standard saxo westcoast, 3 or other s**t standard cars, and at the end there is a maroon mk5 escort. Standard. A bit battered. And not needing to be parked like that.
My window was open, and I must have sighed or something as I was looking at all these s**t cars takin up all the room as I parked on the other side of the bays.
As I'm doing up my window I heard someone shouting. Then I saw they were shuting at me. Some fat prick. Turns ut he was the owner of the mk5 'scort.
So this is something along the lines of the 'conversation'..............
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: what?
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: you what mate?
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: with what?
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: no....
him: You said why was I parked like that??
me: no I didnt.
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: I didnt say nothing.
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: what you talking about??
him: You got a f*****g problem??
him: You got a f*****g problem??
him: Do you want a f*****g row about it??? *as he starts taking off his coat:
me: not really.
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: ......
him: shut the f**k up then.
These neanderthal people do seem to have a habit of finding me.
I mean, how intelligent is this person?? He parks his s**t beat up piece of crap diagonally across 3 spaces not to avoid carpark dings in his doors, but purely for the fact that someone might come in, look at the car a lil funny, and him want to start a fight.
The fact that my mate was actually parked behind my van by now watching, and the pair of us could have torn him a new arsehole didnt seem to put him off...
some people need a new prescription of happy pills.
Makes me wonder.
Oh yeah, and sat in his car was his bird and two little kids in the backseat. Fine example to be setting your kids.
What the f**k.
that is all.
Now don't get me wrong, I used to do this in my Golf, and if they were nice cars I'd let them get on with it..... but.... There was 1 standard saxo westcoast, 3 or other s**t standard cars, and at the end there is a maroon mk5 escort. Standard. A bit battered. And not needing to be parked like that.
My window was open, and I must have sighed or something as I was looking at all these s**t cars takin up all the room as I parked on the other side of the bays.
As I'm doing up my window I heard someone shouting. Then I saw they were shuting at me. Some fat prick. Turns ut he was the owner of the mk5 'scort.
So this is something along the lines of the 'conversation'..............
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: what?
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: you what mate?
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: with what?
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: no....
him: You said why was I parked like that??
me: no I didnt.
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: I didnt say nothing.
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: what you talking about??
him: You got a f*****g problem??
him: You got a f*****g problem??
him: Do you want a f*****g row about it??? *as he starts taking off his coat:
me: not really.
him: You got a f*****g problem??
me: ......
him: shut the f**k up then.
These neanderthal people do seem to have a habit of finding me.
I mean, how intelligent is this person?? He parks his s**t beat up piece of crap diagonally across 3 spaces not to avoid carpark dings in his doors, but purely for the fact that someone might come in, look at the car a lil funny, and him want to start a fight.
The fact that my mate was actually parked behind my van by now watching, and the pair of us could have torn him a new arsehole didnt seem to put him off...
some people need a new prescription of happy pills.
Makes me wonder.
Oh yeah, and sat in his car was his bird and two little kids in the backseat. Fine example to be setting your kids.
What the f**k.
that is all.
