Today I thought I would drive to my local castle, park up and go a nice walk in the forrest. Theres a very steep hill down to the castle and I drove to the top of the road down to read signs n stuff. I was about 4 feet past the sign that said "do not drive down the hill" and I attempted to reverse back up and park. However one side has a ****ing cliff edge and no fence and its single track so I drove down and done a 3 pointer and attempted to drive back up making life easier for myself as i did not feel comfortable at all reversing. I see two tourists and the woman who manages the castle at the front door about 10 METRES away (part of historic scotland) and Im driving back up, she signals for me to stop my car which i do. She demands to know why i drove down the hill and i explained why, and the conversation then went like this.
Posh english slag: Well isnt that good, why didnt you backup
me: I didnt "BACKUP" because i felt uncomfortable
posh english slag: well isnt that endearing, you shouldnt be driving then.
me: Actually, Ive just passed my test, reversing up a cliff edge wasnt in the curriculum to pass, no need to get cheeky miss.
Posh english slag: I wasnt being cheeky in the slightest.
Me: Haha, aw right. I couldve swore you were trying to be patronising. It was an accident. Nobody died?
Posh english slag: You nearly knocked two tourists down.
Me (through lots of lol's): Thats the most ludicrous thing ive ever heard in my life. they were standing at that door which is ten meters away. I wasn't anywhere near.
Posh english slag: Hang on (looks at regi plate) Hmph.
Me: Take my regi all you want, I done nothing wrong and you know it. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
needless to say I realised I was being cheeky, but hey... She shouldn't exaggerate the **** out of a story to my face, speak to me like im ten, and pretend to take my registration plate, what the ****s she going to do with that, ban me from the car park. ****ing slag.