Sometimes people can be so unlucky. Some people attract unluckiness in a serious way, but in this case, no harm was done except to someone's pride.
Kingsway is a major Melbourne Road leading from the city to Queens Road and St Kilda Road. I was travelling at a pace but below the speed limit and 100 metres from the lane that gives access to our garage. A car swung from a right hand lane into my extreme left hand lane and hit the brakes. I gave him a very severe parp parp. Or as an Indian friend says, I gave him a good horning. I noticed a bloke running along the footpath. Clearly the driver had seen his friend and was going to stop and pick him up at a very inappropriate place to stop, but after me parp parping him, he took off like a scalded cat and swung his car into the lane where our garage is, with me right behind him. Just from what I saw, I think he was an Indian overseas student and perhaps he thought this angry Anglo Australia was the type to murder foreigners.
I wasn't actually angry, just slightly annoyed at having to brake hard and a little bemused. In an effort to get rid of me and to pick up his friend, he swung into a garage driveway. Can you guess whose garage driveway? I thought, oh, a neighbour, a resident of our building, as I pulled in behind him, me having already pressed the remote button to open the gate. He did not proceed into the garage and just sat there, with nowhere to go except forward because I was right behind him.
Eventually I reversed a bit to allow him to reverse. Do not stop on a major road to pick up a friend, and certainly not like he did. Do not mess with Andrew when he has had add ten minutes to his daily work travel, including home for lunch, that makes 40 minutes, all because of works associated with the stupid Grand Prix car race, Metro Tunnel, Yarra Trams, utilities work, all leading to there being only one road in and one road out from our garage, instead of many.