I filled up with petrol. Thats how I could describe the experience with 5 words. This is the extended version.

There was this dork in front of me in this merc behind a tradie waiting at the lights. Where the cumberland highway dumps into the hume is a strange change of lights.

Heading southbound onto the hume, the right hand turners from the south get two seperate goes infront of you. The tradie wasn't familiar with this set of lights so he started to move and braked suddenly when he thought they would change. The guy in the merc is captain tailgate and almost ran up the back of this ute that only had moved 1 meter. I sat there laughing at him.

Anyway after this he overtook the tradie and cut him off and turned into the servo. I followed him in. He pulls up beside the only vacent pump. Its a set of 2, an autogas at the front and a fuel at the back. He stopped infront of the autogas and was pretty far back, I thought I would just reach my fuel hole from where I was stopped. This guy, instead of getting fuel, gets out and goes into the servo and gets a coffee, meanwhile I tried to make the hose reach my car. It would have been an inch too short. %^&#@!!!!

He comes back out with his coffee looks blankly at me and drives off. I have to hop in and move my car forward again and get out again.... There were car parks right in front of him