Nicola South

It was my first day off in ages and I’d just been the shops to get my groceries. I waited at the traffic lights as every normal person does.
As the lights turned red for the traffic, a man in a long, black hearse looking car with a artisan coffie brand on the back pulled all the way to a stand still across the crossing.
So I had to walk around the front of his car. I turned back to look at him, maybe implying that he was in the wrong for doing so. He then shouted at me “go f**k yourself, you f*****g slag”.
It was absolutely disgusting and I have never felt so insulted in my life. All I assume, because I looked back at this man!