City Sprint courier, delivering to St John and St Elizabeth's hospital at around 11.30am today...
You sir are a stupid fucking cunt of the highest order. Riding through my worksite, dodging one man on traffic control(we'd legitimatey stopped traffic) trying to stop you getting crushed by massive tree limbs falling from the sky into the road, causing me to have to sprint through the drop zone to stop you getting killed and putting me in danger too. Oh, and then swearing at me, dodging again and riding through the spot again and into the hospital.
You are the single most clueless, irresponsible prick it has ever been my misfortune to deal with in London. You nearly got us both killed, if it was any other company I was working for today I would have laid you out or just let you get killed horribly.
Thanks to hospital security I have your full name and details of your controller. Currently deciding whether or not to shop you to City Sprint. According to security you're a massive bellend anyway so maybe I shouldn't give a fuck about you losing you job.
Faded red road bike, short hair, city sprint bag. If I see you tomorrow we're having a talk....
City Sprint courier, delivering to St John and St Elizabeth's hospital at around 11.30am today...
You sir are a stupid fucking cunt of the highest order. Riding through my worksite, dodging one man on traffic control(we'd legitimatey stopped traffic) trying to stop you getting crushed by massive tree limbs falling from the sky into the road, causing me to have to sprint through the drop zone to stop you getting killed and putting me in danger too. Oh, and then swearing at me, dodging again and riding through the spot again and into the hospital.
You are the single most clueless, irresponsible prick it has ever been my misfortune to deal with in London. You nearly got us both killed, if it was any other company I was working for today I would have laid you out or just let you get killed horribly.
Thanks to hospital security I have your full name and details of your controller. Currently deciding whether or not to shop you to City Sprint. According to security you're a massive bellend anyway so maybe I shouldn't give a fuck about you losing you job.
Faded red road bike, short hair, city sprint bag. If I see you tomorrow we're having a talk....