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Aug. 30th, 2009 05:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My car windscreen blew out while I was driving up to Sydney this afternoon, so I'm stuck here in Goulburn for a few hours until I can get a train. I went for a walk to get some mags to read, and while I was walking up the main street, I heard a bunch of young men driving around yelling. Much to my surprise, as they passed, it turned out they were yelling at ME. 'Fuck you fucking faggot' was pretty much their repertoire. Charming. Now, I may be somewhat butch, but I do have women's hips (even if they aren't particularly broad); perhaps I missed them telling me I was a FAT faggot.
Something similar happened to me 15 years ago, but I was skinnier, wearing leathers, and crewcut. I'm sure I wasn't the only recipient of their attentions this arvo, but what a bizarre choice of epithet.
O well; off to the movies now.
Something similar happened to me 15 years ago, but I was skinnier, wearing leathers, and crewcut. I'm sure I wasn't the only recipient of their attentions this arvo, but what a bizarre choice of epithet.
O well; off to the movies now.
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Date: 2009-08-30 08:21 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-08-30 01:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-08-30 10:51 am (UTC)In any case, you are officially in largish trouble. Next time you get stuck in Goulbourn call us and we'll come and get you. Train, feh.
Do you need a hand getting back into Goulbourn to pick up the car?
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Date: 2009-08-30 01:53 pm (UTC)Thank you for the kind offers. Hopefully there won't be a next time, but it'd certainly be better than waiting around till 9pm to catch a train that ends up being half an hour later than that. As for car-pickings-up, no, thank you, that's all fine. I'll catch a bus up on the weekend at my leisure. At least it goes pretty direct, so it doesn't take any longer than driving from town.
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Date: 2009-08-30 04:09 pm (UTC)People who just randomly insult people really get my ire up. I run into it a lot with people helpfully pointing out in various ways that I'm fat and/or giving me suggestions on what to do about it (more often than not to just give up and kill myself).
What happened with your windshield??
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Date: 2009-09-01 11:19 am (UTC)As for the windscreen, I was in the fast lane of the highway passing a truck when it must have kicked up a stone. I heard a slight "clunk", and the next thing I knew, I couldn't see a thing through the crazed glass. Not the best thing to be happening at 120km/h. I got towed to the nearest big town, and they're going to fit a new windscreen this week. It's only an hour away from Canberra by coach.