I had an argument with myself today.
I must confess it got a little heated and some bad language was hurled about and some shouting.
Shouting never does anyone any good. I'm not a fan of shouting, but sometimes the situation can't seem to avoid it and shouting just happens, like a cloudburst in an impromptu storm.
I can't even recall the last time I shouted at someone. I do remember in 1987 or 1988 a woman driving a big boat of a car ran a stop sign and totaled my brand new car that I had only made two payments on.
I shouted. I did.