This afternoon visited our local Morrisons Petrol station for a top up in the motorcycle.
Its fairly busy so I sit behind another car waiting for the 2 cars at the pumps to go. 1st car goes second is unattended as its occupants are in the shop. Insufficient room manouvre round and in any event its better to replace 2 with 2 if you get my drift.
4 young females slowly amble across the forecourt with ice lollies in hand and climb into the car. Gear selected in anticipation of the move forward. Oh no!!
The driver, with her phone on the steering wheel takes a selfie. Ok she'll move off any second. No! A protracted selfie photo shoot then commences.
I have sufficient time to ride round the car infront, pull alongside and whilst in mid selfie inform her that as I'm retired I am quite happy and have plenty of time to sit in the hot sunshine in my thick clothing and wait for her to finish what she is doing before driving off and in any event she should Foxtrot Oscar. Something along those lines anyway :S
The look of indignation was priceless as for probably the first time in her life someone had challenged her. Of course it didn't stop her or her friends making some remarks which were inaudible above the rattling of the boxer engine.
Right need to go and lie down in a darkened room.
Last edited by: smokie on Sat 20 Apr 19 at 18:53
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I Despair 
I Despair 
