What the hell was that about?

so i'm driving home, turning into Chelsea Village, my lovely little community, when there's an older indian couple in my way. (not native american, but indian. from india.) they're not an unfamiliar sight. they walk all around the area, coming up toward our place even though they live about a mile away. we see them about all the time, no big deal. but today, they're starting to cross the road just inside the entrance to my place. that's fine, no problems there, except that the man isn't stopping. he sees me coming, and he's still walking, forcing me to veer around him. a little irritating, but not such a big deal. what gets me is the look he shoots me as i'm creeping past him - this full on stare. it was utterly defiant, this stare. if you'd seen his face...well, it was full of spite and so on. what the hell is that for? he doesn't live there, he's just passing through, and i was going before he did. it's not like i was trying to mow him down. maybe it's a dominance thing. his wife is always at least 5 paces behind him. now, if i went walking with my husband and he just sped up and left me behind, he would be getting rocks thrown at his head. if my husband was with me this morning, he would have stuck his hand out the window and given the guy the finger. it's times like that, where i know he'd have the balls to confront the person on their behavior whereas i will say nothing and just stare back, when i miss him. isn't that what love is all about?