… are not my best virtues. I almost did what bUttsH4k3r did, this morning. I was stuck in a jam at LDP this morning from Kelana Jaya all the way to Bandar Utama. I was passing the SS2 overhead bridge when suddenly this Kenari just signalled and cut in to my lane when I was accelarating!

So I sounded my horn as a warning. The idiot actually stopped his car infront of mine after cutting in and wound down his window and showed me his middle finger. That irked me and I gave him back a few “international signs”. Clearly it was HIS fault for cutting into MY lane suddenly. Signalling does NOT entitle you to blindly cut into other people’s lane.

That wasn’t the end of it. He continued scolding and cursing with his window down. Obviously there was a queue behind us and people were already blaring their horns. So I chimed in. I think that almost made him alight from his car (and in actual fact I WANTED him to alight from his car). He ‘chickened out’ and drove away eventually.

But yet that wasn’t the end of my dreadful morning. I came home and Mom asked me to help change the light bulb in the living room. I went to the cupboard, took the bulb and slammed the door shut since I was still simmering inside. Mom got a fright from the door slamming and I guess she thought that I was angry/not happy that she asked me to do something. Felt guilty for that and after finish changing the bulb, told Mom the whole story.

Got a long nagging from her. But I know she meant well and has a point. Why let bastards like these ruin my whole day. In turn, it affects people around me too, like my family and friends, coz my mood won’t be good. Oh well, my initial thought was to blog the bastard’s car plate no. here and plan that if I ever see that car again, there will definitely be another extra scratch AT LEAST on his car. But what’s the point? I guess I got to practice more tolerance.