So i'm driving at 80km/h at the legal limit down the Hans Dettman to get to work. Green robot at a 4-way intersection. Taxi in front of me going around +-70km/h.
A lady in the taxi suddenly decides she wants to depart the taxi right there so the fecken taxi driver slams brakes and stops dead in the middle of the intersection, leaving me to press both clutch and brakes as hard as I could. Laptop bag flew off seat, coffee spilled all over my lap from the cupholder, gps fell off the suction mount, i banged my head against the steering wheel. i had seatbelt on.
So I quickly switch off the engine, close door and press the immobiliser. I run to the taxi see a bruino so I am like "jou ma se ****, wat dink jy doen? Ek sal jy bliksem, kom hier jy naai." He looks at me and is like "soooerie baaas" and goes off quick before I can flick open my combat knife or if things got bad, remove my .357 from the hip holster...
Road rage is bad and I am thankful I didn't do anything I might have regretted...it's just that in the heat of the moment the anger overtakes you.