Jackass x 2

Jackass #1:
We have two doors to get through in order to enter our building. There is the outer door, which is unlocked and requires nothing more than a pull to use. There is a second door, which requires your key if you live there, and a call on the intercom if you do not. Well, today, I saw what was surely a monumental jackass. As I was entering the outer door, w/ my spoils from a lunch run, a co-resident was exiting out of the "locked" door. Rather than him holding the door for me (since I have seen this guy around many times, thus he must recognize me to some small degree) he let that door close and I held open the outer door for him. His "thank you" was a bit forced, and I was left to fend for myself, fumbling w/ my keys and lunch-ables. Thank you jackass!

Jackass #2:
Yesterday, on the way to work, I got stuck behind a slow moving sports car, piloted by a young man. Well, as much as I hate "sneakaroos" (those people that pull up alongside you @ a stop light and then attempt to get past you as soon as the light changes), I decided to do it. I have done it on occasion, when some elderly Asian woman is maneuvering a bit too slow for me in the car ahead. Well, this guy was slow, so I pushed up to him in the "bus area", fully intending to get ahead of him. I was not rude, and gave him no nasty looks. Well, as soon as the light changed, he gunned his engine, screeched his tires and flew down the road, leaving me to once again follow him. Was this a trap? Was this guy just a natural asshole, in his sports car? Once I caught back up to him, it was confirmed, he is a jackass. He promptly slowed down to his former speed and would not even look @ me in his rearview. I of course gave him the finger many times, but w/out his noticing it, it was lost. It was as if he was saying, you will go my speed, and that is the end of it. Not just a jackass, but a control freak jackass.