On the other hand, today as I sat in Subway, and saw the guy get his sandwich, and carefully step out into the parking lot, I certainly wished him no ill.

The guy in the mercedes? the twentysomething fucktard who swung back around out of his parking place and nearly clocked the bluehair? You missed running over his toes by less than an inch. Had it been me, that you nearly hit, you would have been cleaning teeth out of your knees, because I would have folded you in half and driven your kneecaps through the back of your skull. Mr Bluehair, on the other hand, left the parking lot like a normal person.
Probably had a load in his drawers.

What a bunch of assholes there are in the world.