[Closed] When was the last time you properly lost your rag

Only once this year. Ended up in a fist fight with another driver.
Had a word with myself, won't be doing that again.

Very good friend in a very bad mood whilst out on the bikes. He was blatently lying about something and I simply pointed it out. He got overly agressive and was in my face (which I put up with). Then he started prodding my chest (which I also put up with). Then he said 'You're lucky you're an old man' I flipped and beat the crap out of him..

End result there are now two seperate group rides on a thurday night which can get a little uncomfortable when said seperate groups run into each other.

I am quite ashamed of it though.

[i] I flipped and beat the crap out of him..

End result there are now two seperate group rides on a thurday night.[/i]

I bet everyone else had fun choosing 'sides' 🙁

Elzorillo recently.

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Do inanimate objects count?

Saturday afternoon visit to cinema, nobody staffing the ticket desks.

Had to use a touchscreen ticket machine that kept going wrong for the privilege of paying £27 for two tickets to see Skyfall. Did shout at the machine a bit.

This is in an outer London suburb next to a retail park, not Leicester Square.

£27!

No wonder they don't have the nerve to show their faces.

1986, the bloke still avoids me!

I bet everyone else had fun choosing 'sides'

Luckily it all happened during a ride, so everyone saw the lead up. I appologised the next day but he was having none of it. 6+ years ago and he still wont speak to me.

5 minutes ago when trying to get a teabag out and a bit splashed on the counter

Yesterday outside the City ground with a black cab driver. A Policeman asked me to move as my car was blocking traffic. Oops.

6+ years ago and he still wont speak to me.

I can't think why.

Never.

i'm going through s protracted court case to get to see my kids (3 years). there have been many, many occasions which should quite rightly have made me go ballistic, but its not an option. i've become a master at "learning to live with it". i'm not sure what affect its having on me tho, my hair's definitely greyer

6+ years ago and he still wont speak to me.

I can't think why.

Really? I'd say that if someone is prodding you in the chest while gobbing off at you, then they surely can't be that surprised if they get a slap? What did they think was going to happen?

the last time was in brum in summer, I was skating with a few lads of varying ages I was the oldest and the next oldest was 30 and then a few teenagers, a group of yoots comes up to us and starts telling us to give them money, one of the younger guys gets out his wallet and starts giving these little pricks his money... so i see this from across the square and saunter across to see if everything is cool, when the yoot tells me I'd better **** off or he'll be "wetting me up" i take the £10 note out of his hand that the kid had just given him, and invited him to "wet me up" (I'm frothing by now at the cheek of this 20 something) at this point he pulls a knife out with a 3 inch blade, tells me if i don't **** off he's going to "wet me up" I smashed him in the face and the rest of his little possee ran away.. yes it felt good.

Not talking violence here, just assertiveness that may have ended up getting a bit shouty.

This morning. Car driver leaned on the horn and gave me a lot of verbal on his way past, having first slowed down for me when I signalled I was going across his front at a point where loads of cyclists were filtering right and cars were filtering left at the same time. Somewhere near the Oval, I think.

As I recall, "Stick it up your arse and **** off" were my very words.

Of course, we both stopped at the next set of lights, where I had to (more or less) repeat myself.

Not today, Mary. I'm not in the mood.

A slap errr maybe, "beating the crap out of them" not really.

Ok I can't recall the last time I really lost my rag, get a bit shouty on rare occasions but even then it's rare. Don't see the point in loosing your temper I have no respect for anyone who does that for no just reason. As for slapping or beating someone up, no come to think if it can't think of any reason why during an argument.

I rarely lose my temper but when I do I really do. The last time was at a cinema about 3 weeks ago. A group of 3 teenagers had snook into a screening of Argo. I knew they'd jus wondered in from another film as Argo was 40 minutes in.

For 15 minutes they were chatting, texting, calling their mates on their phones, play fighting with one another, swapping seats, throwing food at one another, basically just ruining the film for everyone else. I was getting more and more agitated until I snapped so I marched down to where they were sitting, walked down the row behind them and I quietly said "if you don't go I'll throw you out". One of them just laughed and said "f### you dickhead, what you gonna do?" Red mist followed by me grabbing one of them by his collar and dragging him along the row towards the door whilst his mates protested and tried to grab me. Got him to the door and pushed him out whilst his mates continued to scream and shout. I just stood by the door blocking their path when a couple of attendants walked over and asked what was going on. I explained, they protested and when they were found to have no tickets they were kicked out. On the way out one of the cinema staff apologised to me and offered me 2 free cinema tickets and then explained the 3 youths had been arrested after they were kicked out as they had assaulted a woman in the foyer and then hid in the screening.

I wasn't exactly proud of my actions, I should have just had a word with one of the staff but I was just so angry. Thankfully I've avoided actual fights with people but I think that in part comes down to being 6'4 tall with a reasonable build. I'm far from being a hard man but most people who I've had an argument with haven't wanted to risk taking it up a notch so it often subsides before it really gets out of hand.

Over 3 years ago.
The ex knew how to flick that switch.

Ive since learnt to rid myself of negative people and walk away from situations that could work me up.
41 years old and still not had a fight, which I plan to keep that way.
If I can't talk myself out of something I walk away before my rag does.

To the point of violence- school [ primary] so about 30 years ago

To the point of ranty shouting probably once per year.

Very occasional shout at a driver, once or twice at current boss.

I reckon this place is a hotbed of pent up frustration, and classic passive aggressive behavior, judging from some of the posts

I have a customer at the moment, who seems to rub me up the wrong way. obviously it's all internal as I have to remain professional and calm but, FFS!! It's a 4hr easy job for me, you'd think we were building a nuclear submarine! She's already postponed the job 4 times with no more than 2 days notice so I couldn't book other jobs in. starting to get a bit angry now to say the least (last time was 5 minutes ago)

Yesterday outside the City ground with a black cab driver..

Come on, no need to bring his race into it 😉

I'm currently holding myself back from having a go at my sister-in-law.

Last weekend our daughter went to stay at her house with her cousins. During the stay she let all the kids play unsupervised on a trampoline with no net in icy conditions. The end result being my daughter fell off, dislocating and fracturing her elbow!

So any normal person would see the injured child and take them to A&E - no, not her. She dropped all the kids off at her mothers as she was running late for work and left the problem with them. She was clearly in a great deal of pain, but she says she thought 'she had just bruised it'.

Needless to say I am ****ing livid, but I know if I start on her it will turn into a hate fueled rant (for lots of reasons I'm not very keen on her anyway!) and do the rest of the family no good at all.

Few weeks ago on a ride with the kids. We'd stopped for a bit of a picnic. A guy couldn't understand why i tookoffence to his dog trying eat stuff out of my 2 year olds hand. He was offering me out and being proper abusive, infrnot of our and his kids. I came very close to lamping him but some how kept it to just shouting!!

I'm currently holding myself back from having a go at my sister-in-law.

Giggidy!

walking across the road a couple of weeks ago, pushing my son in his buggy, green man was on. I was in the middle of the road and a car comes past within a foot of the buggy having gone left at the crossing where there was no left turn.
I wasn't going to do anything as I was glad we hadn't been hit by the car, but I saw him pull over up the road and felt my blood began to boil.
I walked up the road, knocked on his window and calmy told him what he'd done wrong. He was completely oblivious to what he'd done, lit up his fag and kept saying he was sorry, and that he was old... as if that was an excuse for nearly mowing us down.
I could sense a rage coming on (something I'm not familiar with) so was giving him my parting statement about taking more care, and his phone rang... he only went and answered it. Something snapped and I went ballistic, leaned into the car and started pointing and shouting incoherently about CCTV, losing his license, number plates and other unpublishable things. He just seemed so feeble of mind, and wasn't reacting apart from saying "I'm old" so just short of dragging him through the window and pushing him under a bus, I walked off twitching with rage. Took me about 30 minutes of pacing around before I'd calmed down.
I didn't like being like that, but it's nice to know there's a rage inside of me should I ever need it.

A slap errr maybe, "beating the crap out of them" not really.

Sorry.. maybe I described it wrong. I was about 40 at the time. I'm 5'11 12.5 stone.. he was about 25.. 6'5 aprox 18 stone. He liked to use his size to menace people. I had him coming down on me.. poking me in the chest and calling me an old man. I am a very chilled person but ashamedly I lost it and hit him a couple of times.. he went down. My mistake was assuming when he got up, that he was coming at me so I hit him a couple more times and he went down again. To which I gently kicked him (more of a nudge but he called it a kick) and called him something derogatory (no idea what it was). Then I got on my bike and left.

(that sounds just as bad 😳 )

when i was 18. ended up having a all inclusive holiday for a couple of months for it..... 🙁

He does sound like an arse I give you that.

Ok I can't recall the last time I really lost my rag, get a bit shouty on rare occasions but even then it's rare. Don't see the point in loosing your temper I have no respect for anyone who does that for no just reason.

Just last night I got asked to play in a badminton match for some friends to fill in for someone. It's just a mini league sort of thing at uni, real friendly and casual, all the teams have stupid names, that sort of stuff. The majority of the players can barely hit the shuttle, but everyone has fun.

Anyway, early on in the first game, and this dude on the other team is getting real frustrated when he makes mistakes - which I think is pretty normal, everyone hates making mistakes. But it escalates really quickly, and after about 10-15 minutes of playing, he throws his racket across the hall, hard enough to smash it into several pieces when it hits the wall. At this point he gets a racket from someone else and continues to play, but pretty much having a mini tantrum after every rally that they lose (we beat them 15-9 and 15-6 or something).

Had another game after that, much of the same. After the second game he stormed off. Apparently he's quite normal outside of badminton, but whilst I found the entire thing hilariously pathetic and thought he was a complete tool, he could be real intimidating to newer players. Wouldn't want to play with him.

brakes - I always imagine myself grabbing their car keys and dropping them down a drain in that situation. Not sure if I would/could or not.

I think 'on behalf of my children' is when I become most wound up. If I see someone has done/is doing them wrong or potentially injuring them it's very difficult to stay calm.

there are a lot of angry people here ! "Alone" time may help your anger...

brakes - Member
walking across the road a couple of weeks ago, pushing my son in his buggy, green man was on. I was in the middle of the road and a car comes past within a foot of the buggy having gone left at the crossing where there was no left turn.
I wasn't going to do anything as I was glad we hadn't been hit by the car, but I saw him pull over up the road and felt my blood began to boil.
I walked up the road, knocked on his window and calmy told him what he'd done wrong. He was completely oblivious to what he'd done, lit up his fag and kept saying he was sorry, and that he was old... as if that was an excuse for nearly mowing us down.
I could sense a rage coming on (something I'm not familiar with) so was giving him my parting statement about taking more care, and his phone rang... he only went and answered it. Something snapped and I went ballistic, leaned into the car and started pointing and shouting incoherently about CCTV, losing his license, number plates and other unpublishable things. He just seemed so feeble of mind, and wasn't reacting apart from saying "I'm old" so just short of dragging him through the window and pushing him under a bus, I walked off twitching with rage. Took me about 30 minutes of pacing around before I'd calmed down.
I didn't like being like that, but it's nice to know there's a rage inside of me should I ever need it.

You seem to have got angrier about how he interacted with you than the initial danger to your kid.

brakes - I always imagine myself grabbing their car keys and dropping them down a drain

I spent a lot of time thinking about it afterwards and what I should have done, and that was one of the things.

You seem to have got angrier about how he interacted with you than the initial danger to your kid.

I did. Weird isn't it. I was shocked at first and then I guess the sheer horror of what could have happened sunk in combined with this guy being completely oblivious to what had happened.

My old schoolmates dad always had a reputation for being a bit hot headed..

He picked us up once in his van. As he was driving along someone did something to force him to break sharp (no idea what). My mate/his son, banged his head on the dash. His dad calmly got out the van, walked around the back and knocked this fella out cold without a word spoken, then got back in the van and we drove on. 😯

Yesterday.
Just finished getting the Syncro ready for it's MOT as it went cold and dark.
Took it for a quick spin round the block only to snap the handbrake cable.
Stripped the rear hub under the light of a headtorch - cables were rotten and it had been into a garage for a full strip & check including rebuilding the back brakes less than a year ago.
Ended up tapping the gate post gently with a lump hammer.

Only other time was at Uni in a post party ambush by some townies (28 years ago).

I did become very wound up in a similar situation to Brake, I was crossing the road after seeing it was clear. I'd seen a woman pull over about a 100 yards up the road to check out a space, as there's was less than 3 miles either side of her car she couldn't get in the space. So she pulled away at unnecessary speed towards me and then had to jump on the brakes to avoid hitting me, my eldest holding onto the buggy with her sister in and me pushing the buggy.

I got very very annoyed and sweary. She screamed about it being a road which is for cars only and that over there is the pavement for pedestrains, so I marched toward her window at this point shouting and swearing. So took off again at speed nearly hitting a parked car and pulling in front of another.

There was lots of people watching this happen, took me a very long time to calm down and had her registration but never passed it to the Police. However, that's not an argument that's some idiot nearly squashing my kids, good luck with anyone not losing their temper in that situation.

wrecker - Member
Only once this year. Ended up in a fist fight with another driver.

It's the winning, not the taking part in these situations. 😉

Playing rugby the day after this happened - https://www.google.co.uk/search?q=Daniel+james&rlz=1C1NIKB_enGB507GB507&aq=f&oq=Daniel+james&aqs=chrome.0.57j0l3j62l2.3373&sugexp=chrome,mod=8&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8

Second row and the scrum goes down as a result of the opposition hooker deliberately taking out the legs of the tighthead prop. Me & the other second pile-drive into the ground i'm fine but he is a bit dazed and confused and look up to see the opposite hooker with a big grin on his face. I lost it, second punch ko'd him and on his way to the ground gave him a few more punches and kneed him in the face. Broke his jaw, nose, eye socket and cheek bone. He never played again (good) bit grim knowing that's what lies inside

[i]He never played again[/i]

but they let you carry on?

It was on holiday with my Mum and her husband

We drove down to the south of France, 2 days in a car with his constant stream of consciousness in my ear

Literally every thought that entered his head came out of his mouth. As the journey progressed he started being pedantic about inconsequential things as well. Like he didn't want to stop in the larger motorway services in France as they 'took more time' (?) than the small ones

The next thing was driving around car parks for 10 minutes looking for a frigging tree to park under, despite having ice cold air con in the car

Was my turn driving, we pulled into a bigger services as me and mum needed a loo stop, so he was pulling his kipper about that. Then he was directing me where to park 'under the tree, under the tree!' so I parked under a tree after much fannying about, than it turns out it was the wrong bloody tree

Completely lost it, got out of the car, threw the keys at him, told him to drive his effing self

Got back in the car after 10 minutes and he started again, I didn't think it was possible but I blew my top even more. He got a tirade of verbal abuse, the rest of the journey was fairly quiet 🙂

I think my mother was fairly shocked at my language 😀

I got an apology at the hotel, but was still too mad to acknowledge it

😯 Did you get done for that then banks?

Over the years I've got quite good at turning on controlled anger when dealing with muppets on the 'phone or in shops and when they hear the tone of voice most people become more cooperative. Mostly.

Couple of years ago I lost my temper and had a big loud shouting match over my desk with a rather aggressive colleague who burst in to my office ranting about something, which ended in him storming back out having lost on points. It seems to have cured his habit because I haven't heard him ranting since then.

The worrying one though was about six years ago when some prize a-hole came up on my left on the dual-carriageway and cut in sharply in front of me. I absolutely lost it big time, I just saw red. Hit the horn and the high beam and sat on his bumper until he suddenly panicked and shot off down a slip road. My heart rate must have hit a record high because for two days afterwards I had pains in my chest. Stupid really.

Sin bin for 10 mins, i've never played since mind, got bought many drinks that day too 😕

It's the winning, not the taking part in these situations

My mistake was assuming when he got up, that he was coming at me so I hit him a couple more times and he went down again.

🙂

Cycling back from town a few weeks ago and an unexpected slap round the face from a wayward strap attached to a skip truck found me gently clutching my cheek and hearing myself whimper-out a very camp 'oww'.

Weird, 'cause usually I'd wanna give chase; snapping at his wheels...!

Proper lost it attaching some meter tails that had been cut a tad short a few weeks ago - a nice dent in a panel to remind me to grow-up...

RealMan - Member

...and after about 10-15 minutes of playing, he throws his racket across the hall, hard enough to smash it into several pieces when it hits the wall...

*checks classifieds to see if there's a mint condition badminton racket for sale*

I ripped the door off a wardrobe and threw it at my wife - in 1988 (it missed). Been a placid soul ever since, but she occasionally reminds me of my tendancy towards domestic violence.

My only real recollection of losing it whilst driving was coming back up the M1 from Nottingham.. This woman came up on my right with a car full of young lads.. maybe 10-11 year olds. The lads were leaning out of the windows, gesticulating, swearing and shouting abuse at other road users, whilst the 'mother' sat there laughing at 70mph. I was so pissed at this woman that I drove up behind her flashing my lights then I drove along side her shaking my head before accelerating away.

Not much I admit.. but I was proper in a rage by this womans lack of parental responsibility.

Having reflected, I've seen just how stupid I was.

So you won and learnt a lesson. Result. 8)

Must say lost my rag and got out the car type of thing before, I never feel good afterwards and if i never do it again, that'll be a good thing.

on a daily basis at the moment.. full blown house wrecking, eye popping, purple faced, frothing ranting rage..

My 3 year old son is utterly exasperating..

Though I am taking solace in the fact that he is dealing with his challenging behaviour in a more responsible and mature way than I am..

Properly though, about three years ago.. sleepless nights with our firstborn, bickering and stress from undiagnosed post-natal depression..
We pulled up to the house after a blazing row in the car to discover that our neighbours chav kid had parked his scooter in front of our garage [i]again[/i]..
I marched up to their door and roared my displeasure at him, only to be met with a wave of teenaged belligerence..
As I sat seething in the car watching him sulkily move his scooter, I imagined that I saw some aggression in his body language and I leapt out of the seat fully charged, on my toes and ranting, moving swiftly in his direction..

he kinda cowered though, and I immediately realised that I'd misread the situation.. I felt quite ashamed 😳

My last proper loss of rag occurred in 1993-ish. A-Level Lit teacher and I didn't see eye to eye.

I've been angry since, but I internalise. Inside I'm all 😡 👿 but outside it's nothing but 😕 with a side of 🙂 .

Never show them you're weakness. Had that drilled into me from the 16s.

6'5 aprox 18 stone

So, 6'2/15 stone then. 😉

So, 6'2/15 stone then.

This is the sort of moment when I'm glad there are others on this forum who were on that ride and can vouch for me 🙂

So you won and learnt a lesson. Result.

About Sept of this year I found a photo of my wife and daughter taken by the man my wife was having an [s]affair[/s] 'friendship' with, the photo was taken in his back garden.

The result was not pretty and I was arrested, it went to the CPC but they didn't pursue it.

About Sept of this year I found a photo of my wife and daughter taken by the man my wife was having an affair 'friendship' with, the photo was taken in his back garden.

The result was not pretty and I was arrested, it went to the CPC but they didn't pursue it.

surely you mean EX wife?

I'm normally pretty calm with real people no matter how irritating they are, do tend to lose it with inanimate objects tho, specifically objects I can't find that I PUT RIGHT [b]THERE[/b] NOT TWO ****ING MINUTES AGO!!! normally whilst fixing the bike. So saturday night was the last time.

Oh and psychotic car drivers of course.

surely you mean EX wife?

Decree Nisi landed on the doormat last Thursday.

I've never really lost it with anyone really. I've had people screaming at me, fists flying and knives waved in my face but I've never actually lost control. The last time it happened (3 weeks ago, nasty bastard waving a large kitchen knife at me and my staff) I was surprised at how calm I felt actually. Cold actually, felt like I had ice water in my head. Felt very rational at the time and quite sick about 2 hours afterwards. Had to stop one of my people kicking the shit out of the individual once we'd got them down though 🙂

Full on red mist was probably 10ish years ago at a train station. Girlfriend (at the time) was on platform I popped off to get coffees came back and there are two chavvy girls right in her face "what were you looking at" rubbish. I waded in told them to f-off and after a bit of slanging walked down the other end of platform.

Couple of minutes later they follow, one tries to grab GF's hair so I bat her arm away, cue more shouting and two girls squaring up to me, luckily GF had escaped and got a couple of station employees who told them to move away or get thrown out. Never been so close to hitting a girl.

On train it continued, they came and found us. I'd calmed down/got my sense back and just stood in the way so they couldn't get at GF while they just shouted in my face. Then laughed and waved/blew kisses as they got escorted off for not having a ticket.

I get angry fairly regularly, but it's impotent, shouty frustrated anger. I'm a bit Victor Meldrew really, all mouth and no trousers.

I think the last time I properly lost it was at school. I was systematically bullied by a lad twice my size for about three years. As a wimpy geek, I was an easy target. Finally lost it during the middle of one of my typical playground beatings one lunchtime. Something inside me snapped and went, "you know, I'm not putting up with this shit any more" and I beat the snot out of him. Strangely enough, the bullying largely stopped after that. Slowed to a trickle, certainly.

I have a colorful past in this regard, and spent between 20 & 25 calming myself down and now find comfontation mentally challenging, to the point that its me that suffers with a mental flip out before anyone understamds what the issue is.

Sometimes I wish I was able to communicate in the straight forward yet educated language I could in my late teens, which may help me a lot.

Never show them you're weakness.

It's spelling.
HTH.

Yesterday outside the City ground with a black cab driver.

Cougar - Member
"you know, I'm not putting up with this shit any more"

Last time I was violent with someone was in same circumstances.

Decree Nisi landed on the doormat last Thursday.

lucky woman...... 😉

Proper lost it about 5 years ago when a guy repeatedly tried to ram me into the barrier on the central reservation of the motorway. Absolute red mist descended and had I got my hands on him it wouldn't have ended well. I followed him for a few miles screaming at him then calmed down and let him go.

Last actual violent confrontation would be about three years ago. Walking home from a restaurant when a random passer by made an obscene comment to my wife. No real red mist, no words exchanged, just a simple right cross. Last I saw of him he was sitting on the ground with blood pouring out his nose.

About 20 years ago is the first and last time I properly lost my temper.

It resulted in an ex getting run over.

I have since decided not to let it happen again.

I'm happy to blow off a few times a year, normally a mild mannered bloke but on occasion, if provoked, ill happily blow off to the offender/offending article be it human or in human.

I've never had situations get out of hand, none have ever ended in fisticuffs, more a progressive stand my ground in an authoritative manner then a few choice words followed by a stand off.

A couple of weeks ago was the last time, simple misunderstanding, I blew hot and fast (all over in a couple of seconds) that cured the situation.

I think it's healthy to blow once in a while, simply holding frustration in all the time equals a major crisis later on, that im not keen on.

The most serious was 7 years ago when selling my business, my then Partner in the business was in a very sticky financial situation personally and tried to undermine my partnership agreement to gain the upper hand. It escalated as she tried many ways when each attempt failed, finally she brought in her ex husband (and Accountant) who promptly set about pulling the business apart and blaming each decision of "failure" on me. (The business was doing exceptionally well at the time)
I blew, after the final 3 years of pent up frustration. And rightly so. The upshot being I sold my half of the business for a decent amount and got the fek out of it. The business failed 18mths later. That was all the satisfaction I needed.

Glad I let rip, it had to be done.

Also, I put a complaint in to his Accountancy Body about his behaviour and duely they reprimanded him.

There's some belters on this thread folks. Makes my little sweary eruption at my next-door neighbour, yesterday afternoon, seem quite tame really. As I didn't actually assault him/run him over or chuck a large object at him.

Maybe I should next time eh? 😀

ELZORILLO, for what its worth, I think you did the right thing. When you're being bullied sometimes you just have to stick up for yourself. The trouble is, when you fight someone far bigger than you, you can't really afford for them to get back up. When he poked you in the chest he was offering you a choice, back down and be controlled by him or take the gamble of fighting a far bigger man. You took the gamble and won. Embrace this victory. Stop making yourself feel bad about it. Look in the mirror and chant, 'I AM A TIGER! GRRRR!'

A mate of mine seems incredibly cheerful and positive but he has his dark moments.

Have called round his house sometimes and the bathroom door is hanging off its hinges because he's lost his rag or there are dents in the plasterboard where he's punched it or some item of furniture is broken

Always laughs it off but there is obviously another side to him I never see

Gah, last Friday night, few too many beers and we strayed away from the acceptable topics of conversation when you've had a skin full.

The old classic of church funding in public schools, should not have taken the bait.

There's some belters on this thread folks.

There are indeed. I posted ages ago about getting upset with another driver and being *tempted* to stop and have a go at them, and people were suggesting then that I took anger management. This lot kind of puts that into proportion. 😀

Having said that the last time I got properly arsey with anyone face to face was with a parking warden who had just ticketed my car for 'buying a ticket from the wrong machine'. He let slip that if I'd bought it from the right machine it would have been cheaper, so effectively he was fining me for paying too much. I may have called him a ****, several times. It's injustice which makes me cross.

I know I'm preaching to the converted ( :lol:) but there are many books available out there about this very subject, very few recommend holding frustration inward.. the inevitable implosion is usually the only outcome, most (if not all) recommend blowing off steam on occasion.

Violance, well thats a differant level.

3 weeks ago.

Motorist overtook me as i was entering a small roundabout and i had to swerve over to the left to avoid plowing into the side of him. I let fly with a few choice expletives and was about to carry on my journey when he screetched to a halt, got out his car and came over to me (still stood astride my road bike) and without warning shoved me with both hands and pushed me over into the road.

I was surprised as he must have been in his 50's and at 6'7" i'm a fairly imposing figure. Regardless, had a total red mist moment and just launched at him. I was happily smacking away until his wife got out and tried to drag me off him but he went for me again despite his wife now being between us. He actually hit his own wife as he was flailing around but afterwards when the police turned up he claimed that i'd assaulted him (and his wife!!) and wanted me charged. He didn't seem to realise the assault started when he shoved me over, not when i got back up and went for him. The police talked him around and that was the end of the matter.

Apart from the fact that my hand has now been in plaster for 3 weeks (1 to go) as i smashed my knuckle to bits on his face. This is why i very rarely hit people as my hands appear to be made of cheese.

On hindsight i wish i'd just carried on my way but after being pushed over my hand was kind of forced....

MrTall - was his wife screeching like a banshee "Leave 'it Darren!! Eees not worf it!!!!" while this was going on? 😆