Yea though i walk through the valley of death drive through Hanley town on a warm spring evening and encounter a complete raving nutter who cuts me up then not happy with nearly front ending my car, pulls up in front of me, gives me the finger, repeatedly (let me clarify, he did not touch me) and proceeded to then storm out of his car after positioning his car directly in front of mine (even reversing it bumper to bumper to prevent my escape)… hurling his aggressively looming body at my drivers side and expleting a tirade of abuse at me which included telling me i am a ‘fat fluffing cow’ amongst other things (oh they try to hurt you any way they can bullies, don’t they?)..then walking away, then coming back and behaving extremely threateningly and menacingly towards me… calling me a fluffing this and a fluffing that and scaring us silly.
And all because the psycho made a simple road error and failed to comprehend lane control at roundabouts.
It was a terrifying ordeal and i have been in shock ever since it happened a couple of nights ago.
I did think he might reach in and lunge for me at one point. My daughter was with me and we were both so shocked that his behaviour incapacitated us and we didn’t have the nouse to camera phone his vehicle registration or serupticiously take a photo of him.
It is hard, but i am trying to pray a hail mary for him whenever i think what an obnoxious brute he is and about how his nasty words now reverberate around my brain, though i try not to let them.
Is it not enough God, that i am barely treading water as it is?