I was walking down Chambers street in NYC, near the west side and I see a middle aged man struggling with a wheel. He had jacked up the car and removed the lugs but couldn't pop the wheel off. It was in the middle of a summer day and hot as hell, and he was sweating and anxious and visibly ticked off. I decided I could give him some tips I had recently learned on how remove stubborn wheels, so as I walked up to him I said something to the effect of "Hi, so do you have a flat?" He barked back to me "WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE?!" while barely glancing at me. I quickly decided that he had the wrong attitude and I kept walking.

Was that wrong?

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