The motorists … the motorists…. This morning there was the lady who unsuccessfully tried to peel and eat a banana with one hand while trying to drive her Mercedes with the other. If she’d only looked before swerving into my lane I wouldn’t have had to blast on the horn. Now she’s probably going to tell everyone about the mean biker who appeared from nowhere, and how dangerous motorbikes are.
Then in the evening someone drove into someone else, but managed to completely block the Monash Freeway inbound so that everyone had to be diverted off at Toorak road and crawl bumper to bumper through Hawthorn and Richmond. If I’d had a book of tickets I could have made a fortune, since every second motorist stuck in the traffic was on the phone, frantically calling: “Hi honey, I’m stuck in traffic and illegally using my phone, don’t be mad when I get home late with a $165 fine.”
