When you're a self-appointed civility cop, there are no set hours, no office to go to, no boss ... No pay, either, but I'm happy to equalize for free.
Like today when this most entitled of bitches (sorry ladies, but the term applies here) was giving a slightly befuddled Middle Eastern convenience store clerk a hard time because he couldn't immediately locate her brand of cigarettes. Then she really let loose with the pained sighs and rolled eyes when he couldn't give her directions.
I quickly sprung into action. I knew where she wanted to go, but a lesson needed to be taught. Hopefully she's still lost, especially considering she didn't even say thank you.