Monday, April 14, 2008
A different place for both of us
I had another run in with a taxi driver, nothing usual there, but noteworthy, just for the following.
as i ride down gray's inn road, i need to take a right across oncoming traffic, it's tight, but not normally too scary. then someone honks behind me.
i turn around and there's a private taxi behind me, as he comes past he says 'where are your hand signals' and waves his arm like he's trying to fly in circles.
i tell him that sadly, we're not living in the 40s and when i have some prick right behind me and oncoming traffic to my right, i don't really feel like taking a hand off the bars. i kinda thought the fact i was in front of you and going very slow, with one foot down may indicate my intention to stop some time soon.
the only reason you couldn't fit past was you were in a fucking massive car and in the wrong lane.
I'm sorry, but hand signals? for fucks sake, these people really need to try riding in london...