There is more then one pump you know?

so today started off good, late start for you=no school for me. So I left my house and started driving to work. But first I had to stop and get gas. So I pulled up and got out my money to started to use my machine. But, the machine jammed and took my money, so I had to go inside and fill out a bunch of paper work, with that done I went outside and started to fill up. When the problems with the machine started, a big dodge lifted pickup pulled up waiting for my spot. Yes I was at the disel pump there was one across me, and two behind me, just pointing that out. Well I finshed pumping and put back the hose and started to go inside to get my change. Well this guy a hops out and yells at me to move so he can fill up. this is the what happened. By the way the whole thing was yelling.

Him: Hey, move your car so I can fill up,
Me. Dude I just getting my change.
Him. NO man, just move your freaking car.
Me. After I get my change.

at this point I enter the store. The lady has heard the screaming and asked if I'm from pump 12. I say yes and ask for my change. The guy then enters the store and this is what happened. (still yelling)

Him. All you had to do was move your FREAKING Car 10 feet.
Me. All I had to do was get my change.
Him. I need to get gas!
Me. I have to get to work!
Him. Well I have to fill up.
Me. Dude there is more then one diesel pump.

And with that I walk out.
And go to work.
And I know that I lost my temper.
And I know I was being stubborn.
And I know I don't care.
And I know that I really enjoyed it.
And I know that I enjoyed the rush of standing up to a bigger guy.
And I know that's bad.
I know it's bad that I was mad enough to fight this guy (and he was too) just because I felt he had no write to boss me around.
But part of me says its ok,
go ahead fight him
The scary thing was that I was thinking rationally the whole time, I never lost control 0f my actions. I was totally willing to fight this guy if it came down to it. And i don't know how I feel about that.
Maybe my talent is being able to believe in something so passionately that I would die for it.
Maybe its my blessing,
maybe its my curse.