The the Two Women Who cursed at me in York.
I am sorry I got in your way looking at your beautiful city. When you walked past me, uttering the phrase "Jesus, F-ing Christ" in your Irish accent, I instantly understood where you were coming from. If any New Yorker has had to work in Times Square over the holidays, they also understand.
You also taught me that people are a bit edgier in York. If you see the woman I accidentally cut in front of at the bakery, please express my sincerest apologies to her as well. I didn't realize the loosely formed mob in front of the counter was actually a well organized line and certainly didn't mean to cause you any inconvenience. But you really didn't need to be so nasty.
But you really should relax.