DeepHour wrote:
JakeASD wrote:
Walking past a crowd of delinquents, aged between 18-25, who were blocking the stairs of my local train station's bridge. After awkwardly stepping over one of the clan's bags to make it to the third step of the staircase, one of the group barked, "Mind ya flippaz". I was tempted to correct this person as the objects I wear on my feet are trainers, not flippers. But alas, my reaction was to simply look around quizzically and carry on up the stairs. I am swiftly turning into a full-blown misanthrope.

I wouldn't recommend correcting these sorts of people in such circumstances, or even reacting in any way, including looking at them. The result of so doing can occasionally be serious injury or even death, at least in certain areas of this country.
A similar incident transpired earlier this evening.
I was heading home from an evening shopping spree when two gentlemen/ruffians walked past me. Upon the crossing of our paths, one of the dastardly duo conjured up the brilliantly comical idea to belch in my direction. If I had any courage I would have confronted this chap for his rudeness. But alas, I did nothing and had to endure their sniggers until the sounds dissipated into the cold wintry air.
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