I still recall my first real fist fight as a kid, 7 YO. Kid from down the street called me an SoB for no apparent reason. It was on. Trading punches, rolling in the street, etc. He came up with a bloody nose, went to the front door of our house and knocked. Complained to my big sister about it. I told her what he said, and she told him he'd better leave before she bloodied it again for him. 
If you get to thinking you’re a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else’s dog around.
