I had this happen recently. I'm kind to everyone, no matter what, even if I deplore everything you are with every bit of me. Even if I hate you, there's a chance you'll be useful to me at some point, and burning bridges is never a good plan. To get me to hate you is a feat in and of itself; I'm incredibly collected in all social forms Except If you treat somebody in a service position as a lesser person, I swear to all that is good that I will make it my personal crusade to tear you down in every way imaginable. Talk to your waiter like a servant, or an animal? Refuse to say 'please' and 'thank you'? Yell and scream because you get a power rush since whoever they are can't make a rebuttal for fear of losing their probably dreadful, minimum wage, back-breaking job? Or the one that actually happened recently, scream at the bus driver to stop like you own her because you have to pee, while on a privately chartered bus to sorority function? I will have your pin. I'm not even a girl, or in greek life.