On Friday driving back from Coventry in the Z4 I was stuck in traffic on the A46 and a white van draws up on my side, the passenger winds down window and goes “oi, w***er”!
Now, either he knows me really well or the British stereotypes have kicked in. No idea why he did that, in order to balance the stereotype, as he’s closing the window back up I tell him “at least I’m not ginger!” (To the beardy ginger guy sitting in the passenger seat). I don’t get it with the British obsession with stereotypes!
Ho hum!
Ho hum!
he soon shut up when I told him to come back to me when he can afford a mortgage. Pillock. Had plenty of new cars in my time, not interested in losing bundles of cash anymore.
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