Yesterday’s commute was the second this week worth mentioning, both due to the infamous bends of fury. Midway through the first bend, which is a 180 degree right hander with a set of traffic lights near the end of the bend, there’s a left hand turn off. It’s not an issue most of the time, because it’s rarely used.
The fact that some people fail to realise that it might be used is in itself a problem because when it does get some traffic, like the Spanish Inquisition, no one expects it.
On Thursday I was overtaken by two drivers in the run up to the bends. The driver in front slowed to take the left hand exit, but the one behind in a Mitsubishi Shogun then decided to overtake, almost sideswiping me in the process.
Yesterday at the set of lights midway through the bends I arrived just as they were changing so moved into the outside lane overtaking the two cars. The driver of the black BMW one series who was overtaken didn’t like that and hooted their horn in protest. They then had the audacity to hoot at me as I turned into work 100m later. I dispensed some up yer kilt sign language and considered following them into the staff multi-storey. Managed to resist the temptation…
R O T H A R . C O M 
Maybe they knew you and hd just realised and it was a friendly greeting met by your naughty gesture.
Maybe :0)
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When I was at school I had a similar run in when I was cut up on my commute by bike by one of the teachers. As you would I gave her the old ‘thanks for nothing bitch’ salute. She clocked this, and me, and after some staff room natter that morning I was called in to apologise. At the time I was intimidated into saying sorry regretted it as the words crossed my lips. I have since vowed never to repeat that situation. If I think they were being a cock, they probably were being a cock and I’m not going to back track.
That said I know the cars of anyone I need to know at work. Career suicide is not the plan…
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