I hate it when inconsiderate people run rampant over the good folks. I don't have a lot of patience with those folks.
I was at a car show a couple of years ago when I noticed a fairly drunk individual walking through the cars. I saw him stop and place his hand on a car fender to steady himself. The car owner scowled at him and he scowled back, but he got the hint and moved along. I saw him a few minutes later walk up and lean against another car. The owner of that car was not nearby, but another dude told him to please get off the car. The drunk dude looked, a little miffed and started walking again -- straight towards the Beast. I saw him slow down as he neared the front of the car. I was 30-40 feet away, but was watching him like a hawk. I saw him raise his right leg as if he was going to put his foot on the front bumper and use it for a prop to tie his shoe. I have a fiberglass front bumper, so I yelled at the top of my lungs and ran at him telling him to keep his d@mm feet off my car.
He actually lipped off at me! I got instantly pissed and headed straight for him. Fortunately, some of my car show friends heard what was going on and intervened. They got between me and him and ushered him away, while doing their best to calm me down. He was just a drunk, inconsiderate a$$hole. I never saw him again after that day.