As a matter of fact, this twirpy little a$$hole today at work did. Not sure why, I was talking to a coworker and he was passing by like the little weasel that he is.
My father, because that's all he ever does. He never talks to me, he communicates in looks. Mostly dirty ones.
The pastor of my church gave me a dirty look and snubbed me on Christmas Eve, because I declared to her in a letter that I would no longer consider myself as reporting to the Music Director. The Music Director made an outright lie about my character to the Pastor and President of the Congregation, and declared that she: 1) cannot stand the look of my face; 2) cannot stand the sound of my voice; and 3) demanded that I never ... ever ... speak to her again.<br />
All of this is absolutely true!!!<br />
If the offending Music Director happens to read this, You Know Who You Are.<br />
someone at work. I asked her a question..the nerve of me!!
Hang on; I'll dig them up and see if they have ID on them.
A male client when his direct question resulted in my tmi answer.
Barney cause I stole the cookis from the cookie jar
A librarian. I assume it's because she thought I was a young mother, but I didn't ask.