Ruuuuuuude person story here, from just last night:
My friends and I were at the movies, and we were leaving. Well, the cold air hit me hard and I started having a bad coughing fit-- hiccuping, fighting not to puke too, the works. So I'm leaning on a parking meter, my friend is rubbing my back, and still coughing, when.. The Lady In Red walks by with her friends and does one of those rude, mock-coughs. (She is called the Lady In Red by us now because she had a red coat, and an ungly red hat) Well, I was too out of breath to give her a piece of my mind right there, but my friend says "Did she just do that?" and ran down the street to chase her. It must have been adrenaline, because my coughing subsided pretty quickly and I caught up with my friend. We confronted her and the conversation went like this:
Steve (my friend): Where do you get off making fun of my friend? You're a grown woman
Lady In Red: (silent smirk)
Steve: Do you have anything to say?
Lady In Red: (still smirking)
Coll: Well since you have nothing to say, let me say this. I hope you had a good laugh over your lame joke because now I'm heading home to do at least an hour's worth of treatments for my little 'cough', like I do every night since I have a fatal lung disease. [yes, slightly dramatic, but I wanted her to feel as bad as possible]
Lady In Red: (not so much smirking anymore, sort of frightened almost)
Steve: So have a good laugh about it. Oh, and your hat is ugly.
Lady In Red: (turns quickly and runs into the parking lot practically- as if someone who just said they had a 'fatal lung disease' would beat her up)
It was so satisfying to tell her off!
