I slammed his door and didn't say goodnight

"Hurry up love, you're taking your time, I'm parked on a main road here."
"I'm going as fast as I can. I'm disabled."
"I know. I would've parked on the other side of the road if you weren't."
"I can't physically get out any faster."
"Yeah, well, hurry up."

There concludes Patronise Katie fortnight, then.

What I should have said: You get an accessible taxi, I get out of it faster.

For the record, it wasn't a particularly slow disembark.

Bastard Twat Cunt.