Today i was coming out of DS's party venue, arms full of balloons, cake and other deritritus, brain running through whether all children were accounted for. Old bloke coming the other way opened the door and let me through, and as I passed said "Thank-you, you're welcome" in that snarky, patronising way people do to children who have forgotten their 'Ps and Qs'.
WTF?
I do normally say thankyous. But this time I was distracted. For all he knew maybe I wasn't just mildly shell-shocked after a kids birthday party, but had just heard my dog had been run over or something.
Of course I said "what? Er... Thanks" and he probably thought he'd made his point to the younger generation.
AIBU to think this kind of "thank-you vigilanteeism" is ruder than forgetting to say thankyou in the first place?
What smart answer should I have given?