My state of mind was all screwed up when I was New York City. I had just gotten my wisdom teeth removed. I developed a dry socket in one of my extraction sites. I had a constant shooting and throbbing pain in my mouth. I was on painkillers. Lastly, people in this city were pissing me off.
So New Yorkers tend to walk a little too close when passing by on the street. 2 guys were walking on towards me on the sidewalk. Besides the 3 of us, there weren't any other pedestrians. I didn't want them to brush up against me, so I extended my elbow with my hands in my pockets. The elbow came in contact with the guy closer to me.
I walked up to the crosswalk and saw the 2 guys coming back my way. The one who received the blow was looking frantic kind of crazy. He was yelling "EXCUSE ME! EXCUSE ME!"
I thought about the situation and was already ready to fight due to my state of mind. I could either let this come to blows and risk getting hit in the face where I had just gotten wisdom teeth extracted or just apologize.
I didn't need to add to my pain so I said "Oh, sorry" to the guy I elbowed. Apparently that wasn't good enough for this 20-something skinny tall guy. He was shaking and said "EXCUSE ME! I WANT YOU TO SAY EXCUSE ME!" I obliged to make him go away. But I did have an uncontrollable urge to jump him. I was able to keep it under control, but yeah.
Almost got into 2 fights in 2 days. "I Love New York City..."
This trip. Not so much.