and it's purly down to hormones.
I was crossing the road on on a funny cossing where the road follows on round a bend and cars have to indicate to go straight. No-one was indicating so I crossed and was nearly killed by a non-indicating police car.
Hormonal temper made me scream "Fucking twat can't you fucking indicate???" at said car, which then stopped.
Result, lengthy argument with bitch of a policewoman. (paraphrasing)
Her: I could book you for being abusive
Me: I could report you for driving like a twat.
Her: I'm the police
Me: You nearly killed me, you fucking ugly mare
Her: I'm the Police, do you want a caution
Me: Hmm, (tempted but loath to ring work and say "Sorry guys I can't come in coz I'm in the slammmer") Sorry officer.
Feel a bit like a pussy for letting the bull-dyke cow get away with trying to kill me and then threatening to arrest me for protesting.