So we get off the metro at out suburban metro stop, amongst a sea of people, and this woman starts verbally forcefully insisting to my wife that my wife needs to say "Excuse me" for bumping into the woman.
My wife protests that she didn't see the woman or feel herself bump into anyone amongst the crowded group of people (the woman had a slew of shopping bags hanging off of her, so if my wife bumped her, it was the bags she bumped, not the woman), the woman countered with, "You mean as short and as fat as I am, you couldn't see me, I don't believe that" (she was about 2 feet shorter than my wife)...or something to that effect."
My wife continued to stand her ground, and the woman started threatening loudly, "Don't go there, you don't even want to go there, you scroungy hooka. Don't go there, you scroungy hooka."
And then I intervened and spit on her. Well, not really. I just started yelling at the woman asking her why she wanted to start trouble.
Just thought I'd share my entertaining story of the day.