I’ve been so good , until now

It’s busy here, real busy . All time traffic but more so in the summer . Think any Holliday location you’ve been to and you know you’ve gotta be patient. That’s ok , you allow for it . It’s more the creep up effect of bad habits that eventually lights the fuse . Like I’ve said before they don’t like to indicate or acknowledge you if you let them through . Double park and block the road whilst the hubby runs into the shop . Hey it’s ok you drive a Mercedes 4wd and you have special rights . U turn across double yellow lines to grab that park on the other side .Thats ok you drive a Porsche and you’re entitled to cut oncoming traffic off . Then there’s the foot crossings that are in high volume here . I make it a habit to wait for gaps in traffic before I walk out , it’s only common courtesy . The rules of good decorum go out the window when you’re in a hurry . Normally Elporto is a ten minute drive to home . Yesterday I had 8 minutes to get Leroy , factoring in Thursday afternoon summer time and I estimated 15 minutes to drive the 5 km . I make great ground until ‘old mate ‘ cuts me off in a beat up 2002 Mazda . He then drops to a crawl while he starts to point to the beaches , almost stopping at every street . I’m starting to boil . “You stupid fuck , you’ve decided to be tour guide at my expense .” 2 minutes later he pulls to a stop and attempts to back up whilst I sit two feet off his arse . Nah , I slam down on the horn and drive up next to him . “Use your *+%^* indicator you stupid ^*+*^ !!! ” Ole mate is black with tear drop tattoo on the cheek and stares right through me . He shakes his head and with car tooting behind me I drive off . 1st time I’ve lost it in years , might’ve been the wrong guy . As my neighbour Marcus warns me , ‘he was probably carrying (gun). Next day I’m circumspect. I ‘l drive to the spa quietly . I cruise along Manhattan Blvd , when I notice a couple of cocky volleyballers marching to the pedestrian crossing . Cheeky fuckers just waltz out without pausing . It’s their right , but just cause there’s a volleyball tournament and you think your important ( everyone who lives in Manhattan Beach does ) you can at least acknowledge that it isn’t easy to be aware of every crossing ( every 100 m to 200m) . I stop comfortably and take off when they’re on the other side , driving under the limit , when I hear ” Hey slow down dude ! That’s when I’m enraged . I stop the car and wind down the window ….. and then it’s on . We are both yelling at each other . I’m giving all my best from the old Tanti Park days . Yep , language ……. no one can go to the gutter like an Aussie or Pom . It’s enough , I see the pause and the arching of the back . I take it as a small win and drive off nodding . No more Mr Nice guy .Ok you fuckers , enough . I’m not taking this shit anymore . Be polite and considerate ……. if not I’m more than happy to tell you to go fuck yourselves , but not if you’re driving a beat up Mazda