Vintage Mason

I was standing outside of Jericho Cafe (and not moving) when someone rammed into me. It was an old woman, and she was glaring at me as if it was my fault. It was her fault, so I glared back at her. This kept up for a bit before I and those with me started walking south. And then I explained (with utter indignation) to the others what had happened:

She bumped into me! It was her fault, and I am not going to apologize just because she's old!

To which Sandra González-Bailón responded using her best deadpan: Mason, you're making friends again.

(This is vintage Mason, by the way.)