When I read this, all I can think about is your local grocery store, and how everyone must cringe when they see you walk in the door... from the guy behind the meat counter, to the cashier, to the kid who sacks your groceries. The manager has probably told you several times... "Look lady, if you don't like the way we do things around here, you are free to shop somewhere else". But you just glare at him, push your cart out the door (knocking down some guy with a cane) and drive off going "bah"... "bah"... "bah" at everyone in the parking lot. In your mind, you think they are all out to get you, but the truth is, you're just the crotchety old nag that they all gruelingly endure.