Sad...

Just arrived at work and can finally cry!

On the way here I was scooting as every morning, on the sidewalk, which btw I'm allowed to.

I'm crossing a road and two pedestrians are about to as well when this taxi turns up from behind me and is about to turn towards me just as I'm crossing.

He honks, yells all that beauty.

I yell back " how am I supposed to see you"

He deliberately drives back around to find me and yell at me some more pushing the fact that I am the dangerous one and that its all my fault.

This man, three times my size is completely putting me down.

I have an audience, three of them come up to me and agree that I don't have eyes on the back of my head to see him coming.

I hear one couple before them where the man asks if I'm ok and I said no.

The wife...forbids him to come and speak to me...

Why do they have to yell at people as if they are the scum of the earth when if he would have spoken in a normal tone I wouldn't have felt afraid on top of the shock of almost getting hit and could've told him that I don't have eyes on the back of my head.

Thanks to the taxi driver, the types of people in this city sooo known for respecting others, also a big thanks to the wife who thought they should just leave this girl terrified in tears.

Today I hate London!