I try to be nice

I try to be nice most of the time. I really do, but sometimes people give me reason to just go off. Today was one of those days. There are certain people in this world that think they can say whatever they want to anyone. I call them assholes. You don't know me bitch. Don't think you can just talk to me like that. I also call men bitches when they act like that.

I was walking my dog around the apartments at the end of the block when this guy stops his cell phone conversation and demands. "Don't let your dog shit around here." Oh I know you didn't. There was a very heated exchange. The end of the conversation went like this:

Me: "Do you own this property?"
Asshole: "No, but I do live here."
Me: "I don't give a fuck if you live here, do you own this property?" (Me tensing up ready to swing Zoey's dog leash around his neck)
Asshole: "No"
Me: "Then don't fucking talk to me like you own this property."
Asshole: "OK"

That threw me for a loop. He just stops the conversation and starts talking on his cell phone again. I was speechless after that. I just let my dog circle around the grass. I was just hoping she would take a big old dump in front of his face. He would just stare me down and I was just staring him down. All the while letting my dog walk all over the grass.

It was definitely a teritorial thing with me. Don't try to be an Alpha male with me because I will smack your ass down. Where I come from you go down swinging. I may not win every fight, but I never back down from one if you try to punk me. I continued walking down the street and made sure I turned back around and walked her right in front of him again. All the while I just stared at him. He didn't say a word to me again after that. Why do people make me get so ugly at times?

The funny thing is, if he had just asked me nicely I would have explained that I pick up after my dog. I have bags that are attached to her leash for those very moments. I understand what it's like to walk in dog shit, so I pick up after her. I'm sure it would have been a much nicer conversation. But noooo... I guess I have one more enemy on the block. I can add this one to the 90 year old lady down the street. Don't even get me started with that one. I don't care if your 20 or 90, I'll curse you out just the same.