It only took 7 months!
OMG!I'm telling yoU! I'm SOOOOO pisssed todaY! I mean I've realized I can swear quite alot when I drive and yes, I mean by ALOT. And I do frown quite a few too.
- S**T U!
- CR*P U!
- Hurry u BLOO*DY SLOW POK!
- ARRRR******G!
- FREAK U!
Yesh, that's usually what I scold. I mean some people are REALLY slow on the roads like, how they would go 40km/h on the normal busy road and for god's sake! Some drivers take pretty darn long just to get out into the main roads! It really pisses me off especially when there's a red traffic light on the main road and there's free excess to turn, but NOOOO some stuuuupid people had to take their own sweet time to turn and when it comes to the other cars in the que behind, the traffic on the main road has turned green.
So anyway, what happened today was that I was at Cantonment road going towards Tanglin area when some crap driver scr*wed up and brake really hard and so the rest of us had to break too. But because the taxi driver behind me (whom i suspect was hogging me) couldn't break in time and so yes after my screeeeeeeching tires, a loud bang came after, from behind.
Thank goodness for the invention of safety belts because I could feel the impact was pretty hard. The first thought?
SHIT!
Of all cars on the DARN road!
SERIOUSLY!!!!!!!!
And so the first thing I did was to look at him in the eyes and gave him a SUPER IRRITATED look on my face. I mean if he wasn't so close he would have braked in time, PLUS he PURPOSELY chose my lane because it was the LONGEST lane (i mean knowing how taxi drivers like to be RIGHT behind so the darn meter would keep adding up).
After which i asked him in the most fierce tone I've ever used, "HOW?!!"
But it didn't come out right, I sounded like the person who was in the wrong instead. I mean I can never really sound bad when I intend to say a single word.
And so he apologized and explained that he could get it done in his workshop, and I added that the car is new thus I demanded that it should be done in TOYOTA and no other. He tried to explain that Toyota itself would be expensive and all but, HELL! Like I give a darn!
So, anyway, to think about it, I was actually quite cool, in the sense that I knew what to do. The first thing I did was to whip out the camera and shoot every inch of my car that was kissed. AND not forgetting to ask sweetheart to take his cab license picture too.
HUMPH! Since he appeared into my life in such a manner he'll get treatment from me in SUCH A MANNER!!!!!
And so I wrote down every detail like the road name, the time of the accident, his FULL name, hp number, IC number and i made him sign besides his details and I scared the Sh*t out of him by telling him that if he don't pay for the repairing fee from Toyota, I'll report him the very instant!
YuP! and so that made him have a sleepless night, I think. Cos the very next day, when my parents went to meet up with him and agreed to have our car to be repair by our very own mechanic but spare parts from Toyota itself (which really did help to lower the repairing cost), the taxi driver was very thankful and complained to my parents that he was so worried sick because I kept insisting on Toyota repair center.
YUP! There! my very fist accident, less than a year of driving experience.
Conclusion?
I DISLIKE taxi drivers.
But then again, I do like them when I'm car-less.
posted by Melanista @ Friday, July 06, 2007
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