Familiar faces

Nah mate I’m not letting you get away with that . I drive out and cut him off cold . It’s the school time rush and I’m at my favourite little 6 way stop . It’s supposed to work on an honour system. Cars push through the intersection in the order they arrive . For the most part drivers act fairly , occasionally there’ll be a misunderstanding and someone will jump the queue by one , and then there’s the blatant .. ‘ I’m going now cause I’m in a hurry and I’m important .’ I’ve just blatantly cut this type off and reinserted myself into the rightful order . I get through the intersection and up the road ; when I see my queue jumper fly up the inside looking for a winning move across PCH ( major hwy , think Nepean Hwy Southland ) . He gets held up by a turning car who has to wait for a pedestrian. He catches the red and I sail through on the orange , nice . I nod my head and smile , get some of that motherfucker . We get to school and I’m at my same little street crawling along looking for a park . I’m waiting for a woman to come through in the opposite direction when I sense someone is close on my tail ; yep it’s the same guy . He’s familiar , another school dad . Oh well it doesn’t change anything , dad or no dad , you dont get special treatment at my expense . Things don’t change , I slip into the last park left on the street . Old mate has to go around . I cruise into school pretty happy with myself . 3 duals for 3 wins . I help Leroy hang his bag up and wish him a good day . I turn around and it had to be ….. old mate just happens to be a father of one of Leroy’s classmates. What are the odds? Harley’s ( a girl ) Dad . Shit ….. I guess we might not be friends for a while yet .