How do I know the season is upon us?
In Chick Fil A wearing an Auburn World Series baseball shirt. Minding my own business. Middle aged jackass in cargo shorts, flip flops and a visor (sorry if that's your standard attire, but IMO that's straight from the daddy douche collection and I hate it) brays "Rawwwll TAHD" at me as I'm walking past him with my bags of food and drinks.
I wanted to waste a milkshake on his smug face. I didn't have a milk shake, though. And it was Chick Fil A so there were standards of decency to be upheld.