Oops..
We were driving out from my doctor's office, and they have pay parking, so you have to insert your ticket and wait for the little bar to rise so you can drive out onto the road. We were sitting there waiting, and then this guy comes walking up, right in the middle of the street, so I say, in my most polite* voice "And where are you going, fucktard?!" That's when Mr. Clubber informs me that the window is down and he can in fact hear me. Oops. No wonder he glared at me.
*Quite loud and annoyed.
*Quite loud and annoyed.