I had hot coffee in my lap and was running late. "Great, just great" I muttered.
The driver opened his door.........leaned out of his car and stared at me.
He was a dwarf.
He got out, studied the damage on his bumper, and walked towards me as I rolled down my window.
He said "I'm not happy".........
After snickering to myself I replied, "Well........which one are you then?"
