I was stuck in traffic with my family on the way to the Holland Tunnel leaving NY.
I was on the right most lane next to the parked cars. At a light, I turn and see a girl in here early 20s squeezing her bike car between my car and the parked car. Then I see her side handle bars touch my car and she drags it across the car. At that moment, I open the window and scream at her. She continues this and comes up to me and says
"Chill out, it's only a car."
That's when I completely lost it and got out of the car, used all the curses I knew that I picked up in school and shoved the girl and she fell off her bike. I scream and scream at her and I'm piping mad and she's saying that it's just a damn car and curses back at me saying how she didn't car and I shoved her again, screamed at her and I got back into the car and left.
At another light, I see another woman who witnessed the whole thing riding her bike and squeezing by and I opened the window and glared at her. She said in a kinder voice:
"I didn't scartch your car"
I replied "You didn't but she did"
And these words still ring in my ear: "Hey, it's New York"
So I have scuff marks that is about 3 feet long that goes from the rear right panel, sliding door, to passenger front door. Hopefully the PC can buff it out. It's not too deep, fortunately.
Thank god I didn't have a bat in the car. I'm afraid I would have used it. When it comes to things like this, I can't control it.
:angry Filthy b!tch.
I was on the right most lane next to the parked cars. At a light, I turn and see a girl in here early 20s squeezing her bike car between my car and the parked car. Then I see her side handle bars touch my car and she drags it across the car. At that moment, I open the window and scream at her. She continues this and comes up to me and says
"Chill out, it's only a car."
That's when I completely lost it and got out of the car, used all the curses I knew that I picked up in school and shoved the girl and she fell off her bike. I scream and scream at her and I'm piping mad and she's saying that it's just a damn car and curses back at me saying how she didn't car and I shoved her again, screamed at her and I got back into the car and left.
At another light, I see another woman who witnessed the whole thing riding her bike and squeezing by and I opened the window and glared at her. She said in a kinder voice:
"I didn't scartch your car"
I replied "You didn't but she did"
And these words still ring in my ear: "Hey, it's New York"
So I have scuff marks that is about 3 feet long that goes from the rear right panel, sliding door, to passenger front door. Hopefully the PC can buff it out. It's not too deep, fortunately.
Thank god I didn't have a bat in the car. I'm afraid I would have used it. When it comes to things like this, I can't control it.
:angry Filthy b!tch.