Monday, June 09, 2008
f*cker
Coming from Old Klang road this morning, just as I was approaching Midvalley, a grey Proton Wira swerved into my lane from the left side, with absolutely no prior indication that he was going to do so.I cursed, and honked at him incessantly. In fact, I actually went trigger happy with my honking, cos bastards like them deserved to be honked at.
He stepped on the brakes suddenly, and I did too. I cursed again.
The door swung open, and out came a Malay chap. Let's call him Fuck Face, or FF for short. FF looked like he belonged on a bike, and not in a car.
FF walked towards my window and started banging and punching my window, while screaming a string of expletives. I stared at him, and praying that my window doesn't break and I'll have shards of glass stuck onto my face.
FF was really angry. And I - I was really scared. In fact, I actually cried. Fear, shock, panic.
He went back into his car and drove off. I didn't dare overtake him, in case he tried anything funny. So I followed him from behind, ever so cautiously.
We reached Brickfields, and at the traffic lights in front of the police station, I whipped out my phone and took a picture.
FF must have saw me doing that because he stepped out of his car and came to my window again. He demanded to know if I was taking a photo, and another string of profanities ensued.
I opened my window, just a small crack, so that he could hear me loud and clear. 'Babi gilaaaaa!' I said to FF, before going into the reverse gear and speeding off. Just before I sped off, FF threatened to break my legs.
Turning off to head to Jalan Bangsar, from my rearview mirror, saw him heading straight on along Jalan Tun Sambanthan. Phew.
I went to McD's to buy me an egg McMuffin after that.
Fuck Face in a grey Wira with license plate WJJ 1539, I curse you to a horrible death in your car. Tonight I will write your number plate on a piece of paper and beat you with my wooden clogs.
Posted by Doreen at 11:56 am
