Drama at the lights

On reflection, it really wasn’t a very nice thing to do. I just get so frustrated at traffic lights when some guy jumps out at me with a dirty squeegee and a bottle of soapy water and seems determined to clean my windscreen no matter how much I say no. So I saw red, turned the windscreen washer on and squirted him with washer fluid. I should really have locked the doors before doing it – he looked quite murderous. Thank goodness the lights changed at that point – I just put my foot down and went without waiting for further reaction.