Lifeisannoying’s Weblog

 Good day, or rather i wish it was. Today dropping  my much younger sister off outside the school, the whistle had been blown  and i  like most of the parents and relatives were leaving.  The Stragglers were all  racing to the gates in an effort to get there before they were closed and they were officially late.

I was standing along side a family friend watching the children move in single file into the building. suddenly we heard shouting. It was the usual suspect  there is always one parent who takes it upon themself to become an unofficial traffic marshall.

A man had pulled into the curb to perform a 3 point turn or a turn in the road as you will.  Mr “blood pressure” then proceeded to race 200 yards down a hill and slam himself as close to the moving vechicle as he dare. ” you can’t come in here, it’s closed ! the same bloody people all the bloody time!!”  people were tutting , in argrement or in disargrement i do not know. the man excuted his turn and left. Mr “blood pressure” then turned to the startled learning assistant and turned on her ” when are people gonna learn! have you done anything about it?” she replied that yes letters had been sent out. “NO NOT JUST TO  EVERYONE, TO THOSE PEOPLE PERSONALLY, IT’S ALWAYS THOSE PEOPLE!! THEY WILL NEVER LEARN!!”.

It was at that point that one mother pulled up across the road . she stopped the car and the kids took off their seatbeats. the handbrake must have slipped a little but then i could see that the mother reapplied it. before her door was even open he started shouting. “OI YOUR KIDS NEED THEIR SEATBEATS ON, DON’T IGNORE ME!!! YOU MUST HAVE SEATBELTS ON IN  THE BACK.” the mother looked startled. the kids looked scared, with his big angry reddish purple face and his  clenched fist and index finger being jabbed at them.  The crowd mummered with a sense of disapproval, we had all seen that, it was simply that the handbrake had slipped and he was  being so rude.  But he was in full swing he must have thought he was whispering, because previously he was roaring. ” YOU STUPID WOMAN, MAKE SURE YOU HAVE SEATBELTS IN THE BACK!  ALWAYS THE SAME BLOODY PEOPLE, THOSE PEOPLE CAN’T DRIVE, THEY CAUSE SO MUCH TRAFFIC! THEY SHOULDN’T BE GIVEN LICENSES.”   At this point i became unnerved, he had only picked out the bad drivers of colour, the black man making a 3 point turn,the Muslim woman whose only mistake was to have not applied the handbrake firmly enough.

He is a police officer, this is the 5th time this year he has done this, singled out bad driving, or some barely there offense and screamed at the top of his lungs at someone, but only if they are ethnically different from himself. the first 3 times i brushed it off as coincidence, but after that and today i think he is acting on some bias in his mind. As  the family friend, her colleague and  myself walked away, we talked about it

Family friend: oh here he goes again.

Colleague: well he is right they don’t think about their childrens safety!

lifeisannoying: what? her handbrake slipped he’s overreacting, he should realise that he’s not at work, there are bigger and more important offenses than that!

Family friend: well it must be hard to switch off a high powered intense job like that?

Colleague : yeah i couldn’t do it

Lifeisannoying: i know a few police officers, my friend is engaged to one , but he’s never as obnoxious as that!

Colleague: he’s not a  just a police officer, he’s an armed officer, guns and all that

Lifeisannoying: WHAT THAT HOTHEADED BASTARD IS WORKING WITH GUNS!!! BLOODY HELL!!!

 My confidence in the police sank to the lowest levels since stephen lawrence was killed and the police managed to let the killers get off. How can i trust the police to be fair, just and a force for good when they arm, militant and possibly racist men?

It goes to show, the media would have you believe that the black man would get out of the car an assault the man, but he didn’t he waved his hand with a look of weary resignation and reversed out, the muslim lady did not have a bomb concealed under her chador, she shrugged shook her head at the man, watched her children across the road and got in her car, but i could see the hurt and embarrassment in her eyes. Nor did i as  “an angry black woman” go over and create a scene as i would have loved to! i simply took a look at his face, and in a few moments will report him and his  behaviour to his superiors.