So I am trying to cross at a zebra crossing – which in England – means I have priority – the first car accelerates – and I would have been knocked over if I’d attempted to cross – there is a gap between this car and the next – so I start to cross – the second car accelerates – I stop – the car brakes – stops on the crossing – forcing me to step back.
The driver shouts at me – then I lost it – I screamed at her – not swearing – but who did she think she was – didn’t she know how to drive – didn’t she know the law – didn’t she know cars could hurt people. As I shouted I moved in – my face closer and closer to hers on opposite sides of the window screen.
Suddenly she went from being aggressive to very scared – and cowered – and seemed to be muttering sorry -sorry.
I walked off – I still feel bad.