... after finishing my red bull, i put it on the ground strategically (not littering). this bloke walks up to me and goes "you seriously couldn't walk two metres to put it in the bin?". i played the denial card straight away and told him "i'm still drinking it mate, calm down, it's not even empty". to which he responded "boy you're fucking ridicilous, you're seriously claiming this?", i just kept smiling at him. the whole tram ride i made an effort to look at him and fake drink from my empty can that i picked up again. when he walked off, i patted him on the shoulder and said "cheers", the cunt still didn't crack a smile. should have round house kicked him and stabbed him with an umbrella, yeah - not really a fight.