A new twist on the Golden Rule

Today was another moment from the "city" that I would like to soon forget. After work today I was stressing out because sometimes numbers just don't add up to zero. We were walking towards the car in the middle of a snow storm when a man in a wheelchair pulls up on the sidewalk crosswalk. He then proceeds to ask me to light a cigarette for him. I reach down to his wheelchair pocket and pull out a pack and a lighter. As I'm handing him his smoke he has the balls to say "Just stick in my mouth." I give him the ugh eyes and do so, light it and leave. What was I thinking? Seriously? Bisher sure had a laugh the next 5 blocks to the car. At least I didn't jump into a dumpster first thing in the morning like I did yesterday, but that is a different story all together.