Today's interaction with a jackwagon in a Ford F-150: I am coming down a major arterial street, he is sitting at a stop sign on the smaller cross street. As I approach the intersection, he pulls out aggressively. I yell "HEY!" He stops but flips me off as I go by. I see him pull into a parking structure so I go and ask what's the deal.

Me: Dude, what's the deal? Why'd you flip me off?
F150: You yelled at me.
Me: I yelled at you to pay attention and not kill me.
F150: I didn't see you.
Me: I KNOW.