It's so amazing...

. . . when complete strangers are rude to you. It stops you in your tracks and when you've recovered from the shock, you review the scene in your mind a few times to see if you missed something. Then you think rude thoughts about the stranger. You call him names. All because your pride was hurt by someone you don't know. Why should you care if a stranger is rude to you? But really, it's a little funny. I don't know why it's funny. But at least I'm laughing and not chasing the twerp down. He should've been spanked more as a child -- and I don't even believe in spanking.