I'm becoming an asshole in real life

[Someone]

Today, some cats painting another building for private contract, parked in my paid-for spot. I had informed the owner previously that, even though I personally don't drive, I'd need that spot open. Sure as rain I had a student on my one day I'm at home call and say he probably wouldn't make it, but maybe. So, I, enraged somewhat, go out to get the mail, and say to the painter cats, "Hey! You gotta move that car!" --"which one?"--"[Pointing finger] that one!."

I think on Saturday I was in want of some Prince Albert so I go down to the Freddie's, and after a long line, I am maintaining a cool calm, until the customer service lady (that's where you get tobacco at there) starts answering phones like a crazy person. Didn't think about i, but I said loudly, while in line, "What an Asshole!" The chick went to the trouble to go back to the storeroom, and after I was done making a big deal about how awesomee she was, she said sootto voce, "And thanks for calling me an asshole."

As recompense, I think the one cat in my discrete math and calculus I class I'll pass on my Boolos, Burgess, and Jeffrey along with syllabus from grad school. He's into proofs and stuff and he's reviewing a lot of this stuff like me, so maybe that'll make him happy.

I felt like an asshole ten times over all week, though. I think I'm turning into a giant turd grew out of the sidewalk in Brooklyn. Online I don't give a shit, becauuse I always had a real life to fall back on, impeccable, but now, when RL becomes a test of wits, one doesn't have anything but regret and remorse. I'd do it all again, because now I can see what I did wrong.