jerk

- "Sidewalk!"
- "Jerk!"
- "What did you say??" . The beamer stops and the grayback reverses to halt next to me, the stroller, and the lil one in there, dozing off.
I reply that he shouldn't be screaming out his window as he passes me, and that I need to go left - whereas the sidewalk was going right only and therefore clearly unhelpful.
Yes, he and his wifey retort, but I have a baby.
Well, I am well aware of that, and if they really want to help, why don't they step out of their tank and give me a hand to carry the stroller down the 15 steps that force me to make an unsafe detour.
They don't step out of their car, which by the way, means they're polluting in the lil one's vulnerable lungs whereas me, environmental conscious that I am, am sweating the 30 minute walk in the blistering heat to preserve a bit of this planet.
- "Well, at least you should be polite!" and they're off.
Excuse me???

I'm having difficulties with the local 3Rs: rich, retired, self-righteous.