It’s funny that your story involves drivers because this is the first thing that came to mind for me.

So, one day as I was crossing the street, a car is coming down the road and honks at me. I show them my middle finger and continue on my way to class. I realize they had made a u-turn because they are now driving into the parking lot I am now crossing. The passenger gets out of the car, walks up to me and yells why did I do that. I turn to him, look him in eyes and sternly say because you honked at me. A moment passes by and I’m waiting there as if there is anything else he wants to ask or do. But nothing happens and I just continue with my day, leaving him standing there.