September 12, 2009
Posted by Kurt
Sonofabitch
I’m with my wife waiting at a traffic light, on the way to fetch my dad to KL Sentral. This road has an exit for a u-turn on the right, but it’s only accessible if there are no cars ahead stopped at the traffic light.
I happen to be halfway past the u-turn exit because the light is red and there are cars lined up in front. A middle-age fat-faced chinese guy in a grey, beat up Kancil appears behind me and starts honking, because apparently he can’t wait a minute for the lights to turn green and cars start moving to make his u-turn.
There’s no space in front for me to move to, but I inch up the back of the car in front as much I can, hoping he’d get the hint. He blasts his horn again and flails his hands. Having done what I could, I ignore him. The car in front hears the honks and moves forward half a foot, and me likewise, which finally clears enough space for the royal Kancil to make the turn.
End of story, right? Hurrrrr.
As he makes his u-turn, he stops at the apex and rages and gives me the finger. I calmly point to the cars in front and gesture WTF man, there’s no space, what do you want me to do, rear end the guy in front so you can make your u-turn 60 seconds sooner?
He responds like any reasonable person would – by yanking his handbrakes, jumping out of the car and running screaming at me (in what sounded like advanced cantonese) to step out of my car. I observe him patiently as he continues his verbal tirade, but not so patiently when he starts slamming his fists on my door.
I pull up the handbrakes, take off my seatbelt and am about to grant him his dying wish when I catch the eyes of a young girl in his car, no more than 5 or 6 years old, looking on in horror. I pause.
His daughter is in the car. My wife is with me, and my dad can’t afford to be late for his flight. I stay inside. But it takes all my will to do it. And just then, the lights turn green. Cars behind start honking and I decide to move on, but not before winding down the window and telling him to be less of an asshole when driving, if only for his daughter’s sake… motherfucker.
BEING SENSIBLE SUCKS. SOMETIMES.
5 Comments
September 12, 2009
Hey, is this a different story from the other day?
ROAD RAGE KURT is sensible
September 12, 2009
Shit like this happens sometimes, though not always.
September 15, 2009
Maybe he was kidnapping that girl and was on the way to collect ransom but he was running really late. That girl’s look of horror was probably a “Should I run now” look. Hehehe.
Sometimes it’s best to ignore road psychos.
September 17, 2009
Wow… kudos on keeping your cool.
October 9, 2009
run him down, hit on reverse, roll over him again. Rinse and repeat.
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