Mine was a guy I knew when I was 19-20ish. I worked as a laborer for some carpenters. I did it in summers and chunks of winters through college. He was one of the crew I'd ride in with every day. He was a 50 year old middle school bully essentially. He was also a very small man (probably 5 foot even) and I think me being very large is part of why he zeroed in on me. Long story short, by the time I finally had enough I threatened him that we'd settle things when we got back to the shop. Beating him down would have been less than a challenge. He hit me with a line I'll never forget "You can try, but I'll show ya how a pistol makes a big man small". He eased up a bit after that but only a little and I stopped working with that crew a few weeks later.