bigpete wrote:To end the day....get a call from my distraught fiancé tonight,some bloke followed her into work this morning to abuse her for pulling and and driving too slow for his tastes,then came back while she worked and smashed her windscreen with a rock! f***ing loser!
bigpete wrote:Only wish the cops had been there....as it was,she couldn't even go and make a report at the station because they shut at 3pm....
cz515 wrote:I have a friend, who works the video/security cancers in gyms, he just found your picture mick and sent it to me
mickb wrote:cz515 wrote:I have a friend, who works the video/security cancers in gyms, he just found your picture mick and sent it to me
Well Jimtom on this forum has seen me in person and can verify its not me, Im not that ripped and I dont have a tan
bigpete wrote:Only wish the cops had been there....as it was,she couldn't even go and make a report at the station because they shut at 3pm....
bladeracer wrote:Got an infection in a wound on Friday, most likely resulting from inspecting a great deal of animal scat to determine the species that are active in the area we planted seedlings in the previous day. It was getting pretty obnoxious by Saturday night. I helped Rose move the cattle (I sat in the ute) from the bottom block up the road to the middle block at dawn on Sunday, then slept the whole day. Was still getting worse on Monday morning so went to my doctor yesterday arvo and she sent me straight to hospital for IV antibiotics. Twelve bloody hours in the Emergency waiting room - and I was in the "Fast Track". While I was finally getting the IV drip I heard a young woman with a sick baby crying to the doctor that she'd been there 27 hours! Just after midnight I begged my way into a dose of Endone which knocked out all my pain for almost three hours (and made me extremely chatty), but it was all back again by the time they sent us home at 0400.
Not a great day and I suspect we'll spend today in bed catching up on sleep
bigpete wrote:To end the day....get a call from my distraught fiancé tonight,some bloke followed her into work this morning to abuse her for pulling and and driving too slow for his tastes,then came back while she worked and smashed her windscreen with a rock! f***ing loser!
on_one_wheel wrote:bigpete wrote:To end the day....get a call from my distraught fiancé tonight,some bloke followed her into work this morning to abuse her for pulling and and driving too slow for his tastes,then came back while she worked and smashed her windscreen with a rock! f***ing loser!
That's totally f***ed.
I hope they catch up with him very soon.
Given they would have driven through traffic lights, many of which have video surveillance now, it's only a matter of time.
I hope she's not too distressed BP
My fiance also attracts undesirable attention due to her cautious driving.
She has been road raged close to home recently.
We have a plan ... she contacts me the moment something like that begins and tells me her location and direction of travel, followed by a phone call to the police (totally legal in an emergency)
God help them if she's heading home while she's being followed and she stops in the main street alongside my vehicle.
mickb wrote:Thats terrible stuff. Is it a new thing this road rage? I lived in Bris on and off through the 90's and 2000's, traffic a bit faster than the country but no major differences. Recently did a few months work on the Gold coast and Bris...its like a different planet now. I got several agro people honking and carrying on while I was tootling along in a little suzuki jimny . Almost like they were attracted to the site of a smaller vehicle.
mickb wrote:Is it a new thing this road rage? I
on_one_wheel wrote:mickb wrote:Is it a new thing this road rage? I
It's been around since Henry Ford began mass production of cars.
My father likes to remind me now and then of his messed up Vietnam veteran mate Bob who had a nasty habit of going burko at drivers, chasing them down and completely unloading on them regardless of who was in the car with him at the time... friends, wife, kids, mother ... no holding back.
It's the Bob's of the world that make retaliation a dangerous game.
bigpete wrote:on_one_wheel wrote:mickb wrote:Is it a new thing this road rage? I
It's been around since Henry Ford began mass production of cars.
My father likes to remind me now and then of his messed up Vietnam veteran mate Bob who had a nasty habit of going burko at drivers, chasing them down and completely unloading on them regardless of who was in the car with him at the time... friends, wife, kids, mother ... no holding back.
It's the Bob's of the world that make retaliation a dangerous game.
Bob sounds like a right royal tosser who should have been in jail despite his service
on_one_wheel wrote:bigpete wrote:on_one_wheel wrote:mickb wrote:Is it a new thing this road rage? I
It's been around since Henry Ford began mass production of cars.
My father likes to remind me now and then of his messed up Vietnam veteran mate Bob who had a nasty habit of going burko at drivers, chasing them down and completely unloading on them regardless of who was in the car with him at the time... friends, wife, kids, mother ... no holding back.
It's the Bob's of the world that make retaliation a dangerous game.
Bob sounds like a right royal tosser who should have been in jail despite his service
He is a total wanker. He was equally horrible to his wife and kids.
Hopefully there's a special place in hell for people like him.
bladeracer wrote:Got up a little early this morning so fed the chickens and rabbits then off to the other paddock to feed and water the cows. Still dark when I got up there but I saw a group of cows all clustered around something, most likely an echidna I figured. A calf was down, legs in the air, neck arched back, tongue out, eyes rolled back, had to be already dead. About a dozen muzzles all pressed up against him from his concerned buddies (he's an orphan), but I pushed my way through and noticed his back toes were spasming. Tried to lift his head but his neck was rigid. I managed to squat and get my knees under his back and roll him him over. Once he had his feet under him he pushed himself to his feet and stood there swaying. Looked pretty dopey and his eyes were half closed but at least he was up, and staying up. then checked him out again. He wasn't getting stuck in like everybody else but he was taking small bites and getting them down. Might've been very lucky there.
Rose got home from Bendigo just before dark so we went out to check them again. He's still looking a little lazy and dopey, but other than a runny bottom, he seems okay. Hopefully he's still okay tomorrow morning.
Oldbloke wrote:Looks good.
Did you made the knife too? Got a pic?