I was having a conversation with my neighbour a few weeks ago. I reminded him of something he said to me many years ago. I remember the incident very well.
He told me on the phone, now this was a guy who I was sexually involved in. Suppose it was just for the kick, he was very much that sort of person, he turned and said to me,
"I wouldn't care if you dropped dead".
I was so upset that I got my stuff and drove off to Glasgow to see a friend, about one ?o?clock in the morning, I was upset. He was known for many lines similar towards me this way, and always found it amusing.
I drove off, and when I reached Glencoe, this red sports car drove past, at a very fast speed. I cringe when I see this, because there are many deer's in Glencoe. I reached near a hotel turn off, where there is a bridge on road.
I saw a deer sitting on the road. I stopped the car, and went out to see. The deer had blood from the mouth, and was looking dazed and breathing heavily.
I just sat there talking to the deer, tried to phone for help but no signal and thinking what to do. The deer struggled to get up, and stood and turned around and looked at me. I was in tears.
It was the way the deer looked at me. A sad expression on the deer's eyes, the heavy breathing and, the confused look on his/her face. A look as if to say, it's time for me to go now?, then the deer started to walk on the other side. I tried to help the deer across, but it was struggling.
I heard a lorry coming, I quickly ran up waving at the lorry, but noticed by the noise of the accelerator he wasn't slowing down. It was a full straight road, so he should have been able to see me. I quickly ran to the deer to try and help it across, tried to flash lights, lorry wasn't slowing down.
I tried to get it across the road, I was freaking out. I could heard the lorry getting so closer, the deer stopped and would not move. I was trying to push the deer out of the way, the lorry got closer, and closer, then it got to about 20 feet near me, I had to jump out of the way, just missed me and all I heard was the massive thump.
Then the red car suddenly passed few seconds later, they both stopped about 500 yards down and both said something to each other. The red car revved up and speeded down the road, quite the thing not bothering and so did the lorry.
I still cry talking about it. Think that really fucked my head up. It was the noise, the look on the deer's eyes when he/she got up. It really does break my heart to see that, the only thing Scotland should be proud off, and do we do abuse it, nothing new there then with humans.
I got into my car, drove after the man, tried to phone police, no signal. Blarring my horn, flashing my lights, then at Glencoe village, the lorry suddenly decided to stop.
I was screaming at the lorry driver, and all he could say was,
"Your lights were on so I couldn't see. Anyway I haven't got the time to stop", or words something similar to that effect. I screamed at him, he just got back in the lorry, called me a looney, and drove off.
I phoned the police, at the telephone box, bloody useless that was. I told the receptionist about what happened. I nearly got run over also, all she said was
"Can you speak slowly, can't understand".
"A...M...A....N......N?.
Then all off a sudden she heard me alright, dumb?***********.can't even call her a bitch or a cow, because I am sure that's an insult to the cow or a dog. (thought I don't call my willow a bitch, not my style).
God, help any woman who gets raped or attacked, screaming for help.
"Doh!............can ..doh! u Doh!........speak....Doh! .....slowly".
I have never in all my time at any problem with Glasgow, Edinburgh or even Inverness receptionist. In fact the police in Inverness understood me perfectly well with the duck incident. I couldn't have asked for a nicer policeman. Maybe their brain is a completely different gear. It certainly isn't in first that's for sure.
So I told the dumb receptionist the lorry name, number. What do you all think happened, Yep, Sweet Fuck all!!!!!!!!!!!
I was told to report it, when I got back from Glasgow.
Oh, aye I did. The police woman wrote it down, and whilst writing, she was looking at me as if there was either something wrong with me, if I wasn't quite right. It was just her attitude her manner, stunk.
I can see why so many people just do the job themselves, well, locally anyway. You really do waste your time.
After all these years, I can still hear the noise. The heavy breathing and the look in the deer's eyes was so sad. You could still hear the noise of the engine not slowing down and then the massive thump.
I am crying at this moment, because that can really fuck your head up. I still can feel the texture of the coat and the warmth of the deer.
It seems to be only demented male drivers. There is something completely mentally wrong with them. I so much believe tooth for a tooth, twisted b*****. Let's see how you like it.
I would love to stand him right in the middle and go full speed in car and kill him. If I ever find out who that was in the red sports car, I wouldn't think twice of putting a knife right through his throat, I would take great pleasure in doing it. Maybe a few phone calls, I would be so happy to pay for it.
I feel as strongly for this as I do for child paedophiles. That is how strongly I feel with these people. I wonder to myself, if you can be that sick and heartless, what else are you capable of doing.
PLEASE ACCEPT MY APOLOGY FOR HUMANS DEER!
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