I slapped the hood of a car as it almost drove over my toes coming out of a gas station. I did it to remind the driver that there are pedestrians here! It was late and cold, so I was bundled up, with a hood over my head. The driver sized me up by my (short) height quickly and hollered at me “Fat old bitch!”
That driving knew what words to hurl. They all know which words to hurl. It’s like it’s part of the culture!