Woo-Hoo. Karma bit him on his punk ass. That serves him right. I'll bet he didn't say anything else. In our DMV offices, there are always 2 State Troopers, just standing by for trouble makers. Like the gangstas that won't take their hat off for the picture, or the moron that can't read and fails the test. I use the instance of the kid with the hat, because I saw that happen. The clerk told him to remove his hat. He started getting mouthy and backtalking her. When the 6'6" Trooper walked over and flipped his hat off with one finger, the kid turned around and looked up at the Trooper. The Trooper just looked down at him and said, "You gotta problem? Keep it up and it'll be me."
That was end of the punk kids mouth.
I was raised to be a gentleman and will continue to be such, even when the person I hold the door for doesn't acknowledge that. Then I say in a loud voice, 'You're welcome'. People all turn to look, but it doesn't phase them in the least. They were never taught any better. I'm glad I was, because that makes me a better man than they are.