I never, ever, ever, EVER let anyone wash my car

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And I never ever swear at women, until the day I'd spent a few hours preparing for a GTG, including some serious drying - water mark free and gleaming.
I approached a large traffic light controlled intersection, where some Eastern European ladies were squirting water onto windscreens from Fairy bottles, before wiping them with a squeegee sponge and holding out a paper cup for your appreciation,
One got closer, implements in hand - I waved a "no no" finger - she got closer - I tooted the horn and shook my head - she got closer, water bottle ready to ejaculate...
What was I to do

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At the last minute, civility gave way to protectionism - I lowered the window and loudly shouted "
FARCK OFFFFFF".
She snarled and moved on - but it was close, I can tell you

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