You walk slowly down the walkway, a bit stunned and in shock by the revelation and the cold hearted demeanor of this previously sweet man. What just happened you wonder. Why was he so pissed off. Would it have made a difference if I said something last night. Did I miss something. You climb into your car and head home. As you drive past the park you nearly hit some poor kid that is crossing the street at the cross walk. You stop for a moment, idling at the crosswalk. You cannot get past the scene that just played out. How could you have been so wrong. After a few moments you are jolted back to focus by a loud honk and a berating monologue from the guy in the car behind you.