(Photo by Gentle Trouble)
I was all prepared to make a Shakespeare-themed post. but this evening finds me seething with a quiet rage, wishing slow, hideous deaths upon white van drivers. For such drivers have written off my automobile and caused serious anger issues at my end.
I'm not really an angry person at all. Most things slide off my back, and indeed I think that soon this too will pass and the positives will out. But for now, anger. After all, if you're crossing a roundabout and it's you're right of way, I think one has a right to be angry if somebody pulls out in front of you driving far too fast, so that you have to swerve to deaden the impact. Even more so if said van driver refuses to accept culpability, against literally every iota of common sense, which will no doubt lead to a protracted procedure, inevitably ending in me getting my minimal payout sometime ready for the Olympics.
I am an optimist at heart. I look on the bright side of life, so to speak, and goodness knows I've had car problems before. This will save me having to get a new light casing to pass the MoT, and I've been thinking about getting a new motor for a while, but I wasn't expecting it just yet... Call me a fatalist though, I'm happy to believe that these things happen for a purpose, and maybe I'll do OK out of it.
For now though, it's REALLY ANNOYING.
To commemorate, here's Castle Donington's finest, Road Rage, with the ace When We Were Boys from the BYO sampler Greetings From The Welfare State (as previously mentioned).
Road Rage - When We Were Boys
Buy Road Rage /Greetings From The Welfare State
Tags: road rage; anger; white van man; punk