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Input: I was walking into Target yesterday to grab some coffee and then household items. Outside the front doors I waited to let someone drive past, then I started walking up to the entrance. Some young guy coming from the opposite direction who I assumed saw me since he had PLENTY of time before he reached me, apparently didn't see me, or didn't care. So he just kept cruising, I had to stop abruptly and step back to not get hit. He just cruised inches in front of me, with some douche smile on his face. Some guys standing outside Target getting signatures for something saw, and said something like "wow what a jerk" and shook their heads. So I smacked his taillight with the back of my hand and said: "watch out fucker". Then I continued walking inside. Moments later I hear someone shouting behind me, "Hey bitch, what's up? WHats up nigga? Come back, bitch. Why you touch my car, nigga? Hey, pussy come back!".

I kept walking. Ignored him, didn't engage. Went about my business. He gave up, or so I thought. I did a lap around the store, trying to remember the items I needed, as I was distracted now of course. Then I remembered I needed coffee. So I circle back to the front area to go to the Starbucks stand. As I do, I see him walking in, fast, towards me. We stop, face to face. He asks why I hit his car. I tell him, "because you almost ran me over." he argues, "no I didn't, bitch". I replied "yes, you did. People saw, it was clear as day." He just says whatever, and steps so close we had maybe an inch between our faces. His breath was fucking awful. He whispers to me if I wanna fight, and if I wanna swing on him. I reply, "why are you so close to me? I don't wanna kiss you, bro." And I sidestep around him, but keep him in my peripheral. He stays close, daring me to swing on him. I tell him I'm not about to get in a fight in a fucking Target. So logically, he offers to take it outside. I tell him he's just a ghetto idiot starting shit over nothing, and start walking towards starbucks. He follows, ranting about how I'm a pussy/fag/bitch/gay, etc. By now the entire store is stopped and watching us. Super awkward and weird.  I just keep dismissing him, as I get in line at starbucks. I'm saying back to him stuff like "just fuck off, you look like trash to everyone here, coming in here yelling and trying to fight someone over your own mistake. You're ghetto and dumb, get out of here before someone calls the cops on you." and he says "ya you would call the cops cuz you a bitch". 

He continues to threaten me, so I turn to a Target employee and say "do you have security or what?", as I'm shocked that after all this no one has stepped in at all. This snapped her out of whatever trance she was in, so he goes "ya, that's enough. Both of you." She points to him, and tells him to leave, points to me and tells me to go the other way. He just talks more shit and knocks over some shopping kart on his way out the door. 

So I'm left wondering a variety of things the rest of the day. Like, should I have fought him? Should I have not let him ridicule me in public, and "swung on him" as he invited? Or am I truly the bigger person for dismissing him and "backing down" from the fight? 

And of course, am I the asshole for smacking his taillight in the first place? 

smacking the car that almost ran me over