MAGA encounter at the gas station

I stopped to fill my car tonight ahead of the incoming tropical storm/hurricane. Hoping only TS.
Never the less, filled up ahead of time, need full tank.

I was standing there pumping gas, overheard some calling someone a b***h. Shortly a momma van pulls up to the pump opposite where I was and the old man jumps out and starts cussing up a storm. I glanced and noticed the red hat. This clown goes into a belligerent rant about this being his third pump and the b inside keeps shutting his pump off, saying she didn’t like his hat.

I looked at him and had a big grin on my face and said, well, that might tell you something about that hat.
Turned around got in my car, drove away laughing my butt off.