Lorry drivers

Interesting post. Had a very freaky experience with a Lorry driver today and it was really really hilarious. Though scary, I guess I can learnt lots from it. And what I say may be hard to explain, so try your best to visualise.

So I said we were going IMM to have our dinner. So at the carpark, there was a conflict going on, somewhat competition over carpark lots. (typical singaporeans). mainly the partipants were a normal car and a lorry. the car was about to reverse into the carpark lot while the lorry was like a few centimetres in the way. both a man and woman came down from the car and asked the driver to move back a few centimetres so that they could park the car. but the lorry refused to budge. interesting? we don't know the exact full story, but from what we see (and our perspective), the lorry driver was making things difficult for the couple. though it may be a competition over carpark lots. Perhaps the lorry was there first or nearer to the lot. And thats when problem arises, is when there is no laws pertaining to carpark rules.

And so, I was like quite mad with the lorry driver. and after the conflict ceased (with the car parking in and the lorry giving way). the darn lorry driver was shaking his head. I don't know what he meant? did he hurt him so much to give way? is his ego as a lorry driver so big that reversing will smash it into pieces. I guess not, he was signalling to everyone around that the couple were in the wrong and his so kind to give way (when he wasted everyone's time for like a good 2 minutes).

And me, being typical me. Being the stucked up me, and as the lorry driver shaked his head trying to tell the whole world his in the right, I shock my head at him and pointed fingers and him. And ensuring that my body lanquage gets his blood boiling.

Oh gosh, im so good at spiting people.

He got mad and his face expression changed from pale pink to red to black. I could see that and I was laughing in my heart. And this adventure doesn't end here. And as the conflict ceased and pathways opened for my dad's car to finally maneuver somewhere, the lorry trailed us. Yep, it was so scary as we didn't know what he was going to do in us. In that mini IMM carpark, that blue lorry was right behind us, hot at our heels.

My dad was blaming me for being so street unwise.You can't blame me, it's my nature. Im too brave. I may get into trouble.

So finally my dad made a super inital D drive and chased the lorry away by moving at 300MPHS and instantly blinked into the next floor at the speed of light.

I tot we're about to get owned, but just when I turned around and i don't see the blue lorry anymore. And oh gosh, are we gonna get ambushed at the restaurant later? hope not.

And thankfully, nothing happened. I still blame myself for being so rash. I don't think i can drive in the future, as I would most probably end up in street fights involving car park lots or accidently pull a funny face to some unhappy drunk saddened lorry driver and cause a ruckus.
Not good, not good. I gotta do something about this. Seriously.

I still can't help but think there's 2 classes of people in singapore. the low and high class. Anyway, that dude is a lorry driver for a reason, and it is very evident.

Got many many other controversial issues I wanna talk about, but I guess im tired of typing already. and not to decrease the average intensity of this post, i shall not rant on.