I have always prided myself on being polite. I run into a lot of women who are just plain bitches and I have first off never understood it, but more importantly never wanted to be like them. Even when I am in a piss poor mood, if the person I'm dealing with does not deserve it, I can reel myself in plenty to be polite and get along. However. Last week as I was loading oranges on a dock in Bakersfield California I had this thing happen and I have been trying to work through how I wanted to write about it because I