This actually happened yesterday, at work. I was working with a helper named Darrel. We were installing pipe for a new water heater. I cut a hole in the ceiling that would have pipe coming down. I just about poked a plumber in the ass who was up there, unknown to me. He hollered out. I said, "Oops. Sorry." Darrell was going in the attic to install the pipe. So, I hollered to the plumber, "Hey! My name is Darrell and I will be up there to apologize."
"Damn it, Ron!" said Darrell.
It also helps to know that I am a tall white guy and Darrell is a Chickasaw Indian. He has long, black hair and I have short blonde hair and I'm as old as his father is.
Sometimes, I just can't pass up the chance to be an ass.