> But I find there’s a strangely good feeling to walking away from someone who’s making presumptions about their right to my time, attention, and money while spitting in my face, and I feel like I’m a normal enough person to be a reasonable barometer on that sentiment.

This reminds of the dungeon scene in Monthy Python's Life of Brian.

"Prisoner: Oh, what I wouldn't give to be spat at in the face. I sometimes hang awake at night dreaming of being spat at in the face. "