Poetic Justice

This morning I experienced justice at work. While driving to work on Seapoint beach road, I was in a lane going straight and a mini bus taxi was in a turning lane, and sped away to cut in front of everybody and go straight. I saw this happening and sped up to stop him from cutting into my lane also. So while I was staying with him, a mother in a read half loaf kiddy-wagon, pulled out of her parking spot and in front of the taxi, forcing him to brake, hard, and hoot at her. I just started laughing and drove off. Finally they get what they do to us. I am pretty sure he just went past her and drove on doing exactly what he does, but at least for the one minute he felt the frustration we feel daily....