When I reached the pedestrian crossing, the ‘WALK’ signal had just started flashing. I stepped off the curb on to the black and white stripes. An old lady and a man cradling a baby were already in front of me.
‘WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING?’ the man with the baby yelled.
My heart was pounding. A red car had decided to reverse back into the zebra crossing. It had only stopped when the man yelled.
I could have been run over.
At least the old lady and the man with the baby would have cushioned the impact.
I was crossing at the zebra crossing near the roundabout of death (on Elizabeth Street/Royal Parade) a few weeks ago, and this car sped towards me and honked!
F*** you, ***hole — you shouldn’t have a licence if you don’t even know that pedestrians have right of way at zebra crossings! And to honk at me! I wanted to throw something at their car.
If you want to get *really* honked, just do a ‘normal’ RH turn at a hook turn intersection. I saw that happen yesterday, and, boy, were the cars behind MAD!