I can't help but think back to when one of my former personal tutors (correctly) described me as a stroppy cow. I think he was quite right too, although, to keep up my persona, I naturally argued with him. I explained that I wasn't stroppy, I just wasn't afraid to share my opinions and stand up for myself.
I think I may be getting worse to be honest. I actually growled at someone in Somerfield yesterday. I know, shopping at 5pm on a friday is never a good idea, but I swear shopping trolleys need indicators, brake lights and a license.