...and then he pulled out in front of me and... and... and...
So on Hatton Wall/Leather Lane this guy pulled out in front of me blocking my path, knowingly or otherwise, and when I wouldn't move he tried to budge me off my bike - with his van. When I did move, to talk to him, he tried to run me over although obviously 'only' in order to intimidate. When I slapped his wing mirror in, he crammed me between his van and a parked car, which is when it did get scary.
Some builders outside the pub were watching it, unsympathetic: He hasn't been in a good mood today. Yeah, there's an excuse.
I hang around his veggie stall unsure of what to do while he started unloading, took his number plates prompting "Oh you can write", and a cloud of verbal abuse. No, I'm not from here. Yes I'm brown. No, I don't need a bath. Yes I can read. Look at the state of me? Hmph.
I'm so thoroughly fed up with these people thinking they can take their miserable life out on me just because they are in a van, or because I'm a small woman and not going to start a fight, but what can you do?
ahh the exact reason, amongst others that I dont carry a mini d lock. I like my freedom and seeing my kids everyday. A huge wound up slap and the sound of mirrors clattering along the road is very satisfying though. Only when you have a very clear escape route though. Either say Fu#k the cu@t cause he will probably die a miserable lonely death someday, orrrrrrrr hatch a revenge plot seeing as you know where his van hangs out.
I once had a series of run ins with a driver for "Teddy's Tasty Meats" they fired his ass before I could seek my strange terrible revenge. For a long time I dreamed of running into a driver for one of Anchorage's florists someplace where there won't be any witnesses. Best to just leave asshole to wallow in his own misery.
It's the stall right in the North-West corner of Hatton Wall/Leather Lane, a skinny grey haired bloke in his 60's I'd say. Saw him there yesterday but couldn't think of anything to say so continued my way. Yeah it's Greggs behind it, promise not to get them involved.
Looking back now I think he pulled out deliberately, usually when people do that they wave for an apology / didn't mean to do that, but he was just downright aggressive. You think you can bully me with your van... it takes more than a ton of metal to flatten me mate, pfhht.
I always buy my food at Brothers at the end, top stuff. This veggie man sounds like he'll soon be eatin steak up HIS one way street, from someone or other - or find a big onion shoved up his exhaust
Aint nobody gonna be doing shit to the Leather Lane veggie man, that bad mofo is just untouchable.
Some of us motorbike couriers been buying his veg for decades. Be warned; the real couriers got you on lock, we know where you hang out. And if I hear about any trouble down at the Leather Lane Veg Stall, there'll be motorbike couriers comin down to "Full City", Wood Street, AND the steps at the Palladium on Grt Marlborough St. to make u broke ass pushies pay. So don't even fucking think about it.
Funny thing I thought I posted the following in this thread. Pressed for time it ended up in the "City Sprint" thread "Carter3.5, Thanks, for giving the best possible argument for handgun ownership. Being a guest from Alaska I have a different point of view then many of the other members of the forum. Now, when the topic comes up instead of a long back and forth, I can just point to your posts. Thanks again." Good god what a freaking tool. Now back on topic. If enough people in elevators and other places where couriers can be overheard hear mention of said stall and the words "food poisoning" often enough......better still if in those same conversations this Gregg's place get's talked up. Then we get yuppy after yuppy walking past his stall and not buying shit, just a thought.
Why dont we all do the Duke? Cars, bikes, vans all of us. Its the only way. . .to a spot with a decent pool table. We can thrown the veggie man through the window, then hi jack addy lee boys van and ram raid the wine celler.
And Sideshow, I'm wirth you all the way dude on Addy Lee cars, especially those three point turn roulette Galaxys
I used to buy stuff from this guy's stall, and thought he was reasonably nice, until one day a woman in a short skirt walked past and he said something very obscene and downright aggressive to her. I was shocked. Now I won't go near him.
Right, I'm not having this, it just aint on. You're likely just jealous that he didnt direct the comment at you. What do you think she was doing walking past his stall in the first place? It's clearly a highly erotic game that they are involved in and obviously he is turning her on.
Trust me. I'm a driver, n when I don't have a client (and sometimes when I do) in the back I'll roll down that electric window n wolf whistle n make crude comments at bitches all day. They love it.
I started paying the leather lane veggie man regular visits this week, to let him know what I think about his mysoginistic ways. Now whenever I show up he leaves "to get a cup of tea" as he tells the lady that works there, even when I'm only going to get a bread pudding from Gs.
Turns out the little cunt wouldnt even say boo to a goose. Not impressed. Dont think he'll be bothering u again.
Apparently he's only there to help that bird pack her stall up at the end of the day. So 4-6pm is the time people, if anyone wants to tell him wot a gwan