Spotted...

sorry Object i may have cut in front of you this afternoon. Blood sugar levels crashed and i was struggling to process shit. was in a rush to the co op shop down the road. so bad i couldnt talk and i only realised when you pulled into lmnhs. (i kept saying to myself, those are Ems ears... those are Ems ears... without registering those WERE your ears)

many apologies for 'being that guy'.
I owe you a slap. Or you owe me a cider. Or I'll just t-bone you next time I see you on the road.

Nah, serious, no stress dude.