Sat, 08 Dec 2001
A near dooring // at 23:59
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So many car doors, so few motorists with brains.
There we were, riding up Swan street on the way home. Suddenly Jo
yells out “lookout,” I screamed out “Door!” Yep, both passengers in
the taxi (Vic. M-3561) had decided that sitting in the lane of
stationary traffic was enough, so without indicating, pulling over to
the side of the road, or obeying any other form of road laws, they'd
just thrown open both left-hand doors and got out. Jo made it around
them, I couldn't swerve far enough without hitting her wheel so I ran
into the back of the calf of the rear passenger. Both passengers then
started screaming at me to watch where I was FW#$%%%ing going and get
off the F*#W$@#$%ing road. Taxi driver meanwhile had driven off,
caring only that he'd made another fare in the minimum possible time.
