For example, this afternoon, as I attempted to park my car in front of my psychiatrist's office, another driver decided that my parking space belonged to him. As I backed in, he nosed forward. We were locked in an unpleasant, metallic embrace. I rolled down my window and shouted at him, "Get out of here, you fucking moron! I was here first!"-
He, however, did not relent. On the contrary, he dared to yell back at me, "You are mistaken, madam. This is my space."-
I felt my blood pressure rising. "I'm counting to three, asshole. Back out now, or you'll be sorry."
I don't know if it was the tone of my voice, or the 357 Magnum I pointed at him, but he backed down and out, and I backed up and in.-
I feel calm again now, so don't be afraid. Unless, of course, you are planning to annoy me in some way.