If you revisit my early "tales of the commute" contributions you will see that I did indeed have a very short fuse, but I've mellowed much over the years. I still gesture and swear , but I don't chase down drivers for the confrontation anymore.
But - I did lose it quite a bit this morning on the way to work.
An older lady driver almost wiped me out on the rab, as she failed to look and then failed to stop when I was almost in front of her, causing an emergency brake that almost sent me over the bars, and a stream of expletives left my mouth!
I contemplated catching up to her at the lights and banging on the window, but decided to be a grown up and rode to work.
And just as I was crossing the car park, there she was again!! She pulled out right in front of me, completely ignoring a give way and my obvious presence.
She stopped the car, blocking my path, and as I wheeled round her she was getting out of the car.
I didn't let her get past "I'm sorry but" and let rip, I explained to her how roundabouts work, punctuating with the f word for effect and when she called me rude I told her to get back in her effing car before I effing slapped her.
I'm not proud of myself, but I'm sure the asda customers were entertained by it all.
When faced with a fight or flight situation, I'm not very good at running!