I was walking back from the local shops earlier this evening when my attention, and that of most other people in the area was drawn to an impatiently and repeatedly sounded car horn. One car was slowing down for a turn and the driver of the car behind didn't think it was a good idea.
Anyway, while I was actually watching, the second car ran into the back of the car that had slowed to turn off, spinning the hit car around almost 180 degrees.
Within a second or two, the driver of the second car, a young black woman was out and raging at the driver of the car she had hit. The language was something that even I don't hear very often and all to the accompaniment of the "gangsta" waving of the hand above the head. I really thought she was going to have a heart attack.
Nobody seemed bothered about braving her wrath to attend to the driver of the first car so I decided to assist myself, checking that she was OK whilst all the time biting my tongue and not making a comment to the raving lunatic.
I called the emergency services because it was clear to me that she had been injured, albeit, prima facie, not seriously. I then offered her my name and phone number to act as a witness to the incident. She looked puzzled and asked why? I said that I thought she had been the victim of careless driving certainly, if not dangerous driving.
At this point the screaming harridan turned her attention on me saying "Who gives a flying *** what a fat bastard like you thinks?"
Successfully not rising to the bait, I said to the young driver of the first car:-
"I'm a Magistrate and as such, if I'd been shown a video of the incident when in Court I'd have had no problem in making a finding of guilt to careless driving or even dangerous driving and that, as a Magistrate, the Police would be happy to take a statement from me owing to the fact that I'm conversant with what is required of a witness."
The driver seemed heartened at this and dug out a notepad to take my details. She also got her phone and, while I was there, summoned the Police.
Curiously, the screaming and shouting suddenly stopped at the same time
Anyway, while I was actually watching, the second car ran into the back of the car that had slowed to turn off, spinning the hit car around almost 180 degrees.
Within a second or two, the driver of the second car, a young black woman was out and raging at the driver of the car she had hit. The language was something that even I don't hear very often and all to the accompaniment of the "gangsta" waving of the hand above the head. I really thought she was going to have a heart attack.
Nobody seemed bothered about braving her wrath to attend to the driver of the first car so I decided to assist myself, checking that she was OK whilst all the time biting my tongue and not making a comment to the raving lunatic.
I called the emergency services because it was clear to me that she had been injured, albeit, prima facie, not seriously. I then offered her my name and phone number to act as a witness to the incident. She looked puzzled and asked why? I said that I thought she had been the victim of careless driving certainly, if not dangerous driving.
At this point the screaming harridan turned her attention on me saying "Who gives a flying *** what a fat bastard like you thinks?"
Successfully not rising to the bait, I said to the young driver of the first car:-
"I'm a Magistrate and as such, if I'd been shown a video of the incident when in Court I'd have had no problem in making a finding of guilt to careless driving or even dangerous driving and that, as a Magistrate, the Police would be happy to take a statement from me owing to the fact that I'm conversant with what is required of a witness."
The driver seemed heartened at this and dug out a notepad to take my details. She also got her phone and, while I was there, summoned the Police.
Curiously, the screaming and shouting suddenly stopped at the same time
Paul
Cogito ergo sum... maybe?
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Cogito ergo sum... maybe?
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