Things that made you feel awful.

[Always Ali]

I was waiting at the traffic lights in Bury one day when, just as the lights had gone green, a lad just casually walked in front on my car as I was setting off. I had to brake hard, but I made sure I was as close to him as I could get before I stopped. The horn was given a long blast too. Obvioulsy some cocky little scrote that thinks he can just walk in front of my car listening to his iPod and I'll let him get away with it.


Wrong.


Wrong - as in I was wrong. As the lad turned towards the car as I blasted the horn I realised he had Downs Syndrome and I'd just frightenened him to death. He dropped to his knees and started crying. I got out and was apologising and trying to help him up. He just sobbed and pushed me away. The woman who was in the car on my left at the lights gave me a fiflty look and drove on. This lad wasn't for moving and the cars that were beeping from behind my car weren't helping him calm down. I just kept apologising and asking him to get up so I could help him cross and get him off the road. Cars were driving past and blasting their horns The lights must have changed twice before he got up and carried on, still crying. I made sure he crossed safely this time and escorted him across the road.

I don't think I've ever felt as bad.

I am sorry to say I PMSL at that! And I still am, not at the fact he was DS, but I can just picture you desperately trying to calm him down and failing miserably.

 

[Timmmmahhhh]

When I was younder I jumped up onto a wall, only 2 or 3 foot high, didn't realise it was covered in lose dry sand, my foot slipped off and I cut my ball sack on the corner of the wall.

Needless to say, I felt fucking awful.

 

[Anonymous]

I was waiting at the traffic lights in Bury one day when, just as the lights had gone green, a lad just casually walked in front on my car as I was setting off. I had to brake hard, but I made sure I was as close to him as I could get before I stopped. The horn was given a long blast too. Obvioulsy some cocky little scrote that thinks he can just walk in front of my car listening to his iPod and I'll let him get away with it.


Wrong.


Wrong - as in I was wrong. As the lad turned towards the car as I blasted the horn I realised he had Downs Syndrome and I'd just frightenened him to death. He dropped to his knees and started crying. I got out and was apologising and trying to help him up. He just sobbed and pushed me away. The woman who was in the car on my left at the lights gave me a fiflty look and drove on. This lad wasn't for moving and the cars that were beeping from behind my car weren't helping him calm down. I just kept apologising and asking him to get up so I could help him cross and get him off the road. Cars were driving past and blasting their horns The lights must have changed twice before he got up and carried on, still crying. I made sure he crossed safely this time and escorted him across the road.

I don't think I've ever felt as bad.

I had something similar happen to me, I was in the Piccadilly snooker center in the old woolworths building and I was running out of the building to the barrows for some fruit, as I came running down the stairs onto the street I ran straight into a Downs syndrome bloke, he was a big bloke too but I knocked him flying anyway he got up and started to attack me with the sports bag he was carrying, swinging it wildly, to be honest I didn't know what to do, I thought if I hit him and knock him down I look like a right gitt hitting DS person if I don't he's going top pull my head off and take a poo down my neck so I legged it, funny now but it wasn't at the time lolol.

 

[LongsightM13]

I was waiting at the traffic lights in Bury one day when, just as the lights had gone green, a lad just casually walked in front on my car as I was setting off. I had to brake hard, but I made sure I was as close to him as I could get before I stopped. The horn was given a long blast too. Obvioulsy some cocky little scrote that thinks he can just walk in front of my car listening to his iPod and I'll let him get away with it.


Wrong.


Wrong - as in I was wrong. As the lad turned towards the car as I blasted the horn I realised he had Downs Syndrome and I'd just frightenened him to death. He dropped to his knees and started crying. I got out and was apologising and trying to help him up. He just sobbed and pushed me away. The woman who was in the car on my left at the lights gave me a fiflty look and drove on. This lad wasn't for moving and the cars that were beeping from behind my car weren't helping him calm down. I just kept apologising and asking him to get up so I could help him cross and get him off the road. Cars were driving past and blasting their horns The lights must have changed twice before he got up and carried on, still crying. I made sure he crossed safely this time and escorted him across the road.

I don't think I've ever felt as bad.

Why should you feel bad?
You could have run him over and killed him. He was clearly incapable of functioning safely on his own. Blame his carers/parents for either not adequately teaching him road safety or letting him out unsupervised when he is a clearly a danger to himself.

 

[JoeMercer'sWay]

I was waiting at the traffic lights in Bury one day when, just as the lights had gone green, a lad just casually walked in front on my car as I was setting off. I had to brake hard, but I made sure I was as close to him as I could get before I stopped. The horn was given a long blast too. Obvioulsy some cocky little scrote that thinks he can just walk in front of my car listening to his iPod and I'll let him get away with it.


Wrong.


Wrong - as in I was wrong. As the lad turned towards the car as I blasted the horn I realised he had Downs Syndrome and I'd just frightenened him to death. He dropped to his knees and started crying. I got out and was apologising and trying to help him up. He just sobbed and pushed me away. The woman who was in the car on my left at the lights gave me a fiflty look and drove on. This lad wasn't for moving and the cars that were beeping from behind my car weren't helping him calm down. I just kept apologising and asking him to get up so I could help him cross and get him off the road. Cars were driving past and blasting their horns The lights must have changed twice before he got up and carried on, still crying. I made sure he crossed safely this time and escorted him across the road.

I don't think I've ever felt as bad.

Why should you feel bad?
You could have run him over and killed him. He was clearly incapable of functioning safely on his own. Blame his carers/parents for either not adequately teaching him road safety or letting him out unsupervised when he is a clearly a danger to himself.

what I wanted to say but am a coward and didn't want an argument with morally outraged people.

 

[daveduke67]

I was waiting at the traffic lights in Bury one day when, just as the lights had gone green, a lad just casually walked in front on my car as I was setting off. I had to brake hard, but I made sure I was as close to him as I could get before I stopped. The horn was given a long blast too. Obvioulsy some cocky little scrote that thinks he can just walk in front of my car listening to his iPod and I'll let him get away with it.


Wrong.


Wrong - as in I was wrong. As the lad turned towards the car as I blasted the horn I realised he had Downs Syndrome and I'd just frightenened him to death. He dropped to his knees and started crying. I got out and was apologising and trying to help him up. He just sobbed and pushed me away. The woman who was in the car on my left at the lights gave me a fiflty look and drove on. This lad wasn't for moving and the cars that were beeping from behind my car weren't helping him calm down. I just kept apologising and asking him to get up so I could help him cross and get him off the road. Cars were driving past and blasting their horns The lights must have changed twice before he got up and carried on, still crying. I made sure he crossed safely this time and escorted him across the road.

I don't think I've ever felt as bad.

Why should you feel bad?
You could have run him over and killed him. He was clearly incapable of functioning safely on his own. Blame his carers/parents for either not adequately teaching him road safety or letting him out unsupervised when he is a clearly a danger to himself.

what I wanted to say but am a coward and didn't want an argument with morally outraged people.

I thought about that later, but when you've just reduced some poor kid to tears like that you're only feeling is terrible guilt and all you want to do is turn back time or just disappear.

 

[talkativesprout]

I was waiting at the traffic lights in Bury one day when, just as the lights had gone green, a lad just casually walked in front on my car as I was setting off. I had to brake hard, but I made sure I was as close to him as I could get before I stopped. The horn was given a long blast too. Obvioulsy some cocky little scrote that thinks he can just walk in front of my car listening to his iPod and I'll let him get away with it.


Wrong.


Wrong - as in I was wrong. As the lad turned towards the car as I blasted the horn I realised he had Downs Syndrome and I'd just frightenened him to death. He dropped to his knees and started crying. I got out and was apologising and trying to help him up. He just sobbed and pushed me away. The woman who was in the car on my left at the lights gave me a fiflty look and drove on. This lad wasn't for moving and the cars that were beeping from behind my car weren't helping him calm down. I just kept apologising and asking him to get up so I could help him cross and get him off the road. Cars were driving past and blasting their horns The lights must have changed twice before he got up and carried on, still crying. I made sure he crossed safely this time and escorted him across the road.

I don't think I've ever felt as bad.

Why should you feel bad?
You could have run him over and killed him. He was clearly incapable of functioning safely on his own. Blame his carers/parents for either not adequately teaching him road safety or letting him out unsupervised when he is a clearly a danger to himself.

Dont be a total arse, lapses of concentration are not confined to people with a disability, whether he has downs or not is not the question, being a bell end and using a ton of steal to shit someone up is wrong (unless wearing a red teacloth).

Both of you will be going to hell, dont worry look us up when you get there :)

 

[Cellarite]

Took my lad to Sherwood Forest a number of years ago and there was an old style fair on. I took him on a huge bumpy slide where you sit in a sack for added speed/whizzability. Had my lad on my knee 'cos he was only about 3 at the time. As we got to the top, there was a lad a year or tow older than mine going down the slide to my left. The exit at the bottom was to my right. I waited until the lad got up and walked out to his parents before setting off.
Well this slide must have been pollished because we zoomed down the fucker. Then, as we were half way down, the young lad wandered back in. He was stood at the bottom of our lane watching us come down towards him. At 3/4 of the way down, I'm screaming "Watch out, move!" which was soon replaced with "Fucking move out of the way."

He didn't, my knee smashed into the poor little fucker's face and I must have broke his nose. There was blood and a dazed looking child. I led him to his parents (still stood there watching all this unfold) and apologised. The woman tutted at me as though it was all my fault. Well at that point I had to point out that if the two of them controlled their child and weren't so gormless, it wouldn't have happened.

 

[Blue Smarties]

Things which make me feel awful? Laughing out loud at the following two posts;

I was waiting at the traffic lights in Bury one day when, just as the lights had gone green, a lad just casually walked in front on my car as I was setting off. I had to brake hard, but I made sure I was as close to him as I could get before I stopped. The horn was given a long blast too. Obvioulsy some cocky little scrote that thinks he can just walk in front of my car listening to his iPod and I'll let him get away with it.


Wrong.


Wrong - as in I was wrong. As the lad turned towards the car as I blasted the horn I realised he had Downs Syndrome and I'd just frightenened him to death. He dropped to his knees and started crying. I got out and was apologising and trying to help him up. He just sobbed and pushed me away. The woman who was in the car on my left at the lights gave me a fiflty look and drove on. This lad wasn't for moving and the cars that were beeping from behind my car weren't helping him calm down. I just kept apologising and asking him to get up so I could help him cross and get him off the road. Cars were driving past and blasting their horns The lights must have changed twice before he got up and carried on, still crying. I made sure he crossed safely this time and escorted him across the road.

I don't think I've ever felt as bad.

Took my lad to Sherwood Forest a number of years ago and there was an old style fair on. I took him on a huge bumpy slide where you sit in a sack for added speed/whizzability. Had my lad on my knee 'cos he was only about 3 at the time. As we got to the top, there was a lad a year or tow older than mine going down the slide to my left. The exit at the bottom was to my right. I waited until the lad got up and walked out to his parents before setting off.
Well this slide must have been pollished because we zoomed down the fucker. Then, as we were half way down, the young lad wandered back in. He was stood at the bottom of our lane watching us come down towards him. At 3/4 of the way down, I'm screaming "Watch out, move!" which was soon replaced with "Fucking move out of the way."

He didn't, my knee smashed into the poor little fucker's face and I must have broke his nose. There was blood and a dazed looking child. I led him to his parents (still stood there watching all this unfold) and apologised. The woman tutted at me as though it was all my fault. Well at that point I had to point out that if the two of them controlled their child and weren't so gormless, it wouldn't have happened.

 

[c4lv3rt]

Hahaha OP, youre tale reminds me of that inbetweeners episode when Will gets on that roller-coaster slagging them people offto high heavens because they "pushed in" hahaha only to realise a little later on its a row of people with dows :/ "cringe"