bitter be good, eh

I dropped by a local donut shop yesterday, I always thought it was a wholesaler so I haven't been there before.
The car park was narrow and there was a very large truck parked at the side of the main thoroughfare. That was ok, I parked, bought my donuts and came back to the car. I had to do a little bit of manouvring to reach the "Exit" ramp and the truckie was watching. I drove part way down the ramp and discovered it wasn't an exit at all, there was a locked gate at the bottom.
Hmm, it was going to need some concentration to reverse up the ramp and then get into a good position to leave.
The truckie was still watching, a broad faced Pacific Islander looking guy who I guessed would be quite laid back. He came over to speak to  me and I hoped against hope that the dodgy electric window would actually open before I looked more incompetent.
It worked.
He spoke with a slight New Zealand accent "I think y' need to reverse out"
I didn't want to, preferring to do a tricky turn than reverse that far "No, I want to turn around and drive out forwards"
"Ok, If you wanna do that, I'll direct ya"
I knew I could do it but it was his truck I would hit if I stuffed up so I swallowed my pride.

"Go over there.....further.....turn, turn....turn more......"

I was getting closer to the truck and he'd put the lifter down where I couldn't see it, I was feeling the pressure so I made a joke "they better be good donuts!"

He was so tickled and his face broke into a generous laugh "hehehe bitter be good, eh?"

He watched as I turned the wheel hard in my final manouvre to get straightened up

"sorry, eh" he said

"no worries, you do this stuff every day"

he started to laugh again as he waved me off "bitter be good, eh?!"

I suspect we both laughed about it for the rest of the day