Sitting at the lights leaving work today when a taxi driver started honking me ’cause I didn’t move off as soon as the lights changed to green. Honking became more frequent as I resolutely stayed still.
I wonder if he even noticed the fire engine race through the intersection, lights flashing and horns blaring. The same fire engine I’d been watching since I pulled up. Then again, maybe he was blind and deaf. Might explain his driving too.
Further excitement a little further down Wattletree Rd when a young girl on a bike slipped on the tram tracks right in front of me and went sprawling across the road. Thankfully I can see and could stop in plenty of time. She hopped straight back on, no damage done except to her pride. Must admit, it was a very graceful fall as far as falling off bikes go. I’d have given her a 8.5 out of 10.
I used to admire truckies and taxi drivers as being professionals who drive for a living, and should be better at it than the rest of us. These days I have my doubts. In today’s Age one guy wrote in to say he had to point out to a cab driver that he was driving on the wrong side of the road.