Will you be my psychiatrist?

Apparently I fell harder than I thought because my right shoulder and elbow started hurting this morning.

Okay, here is the situation. It snowed again last night. Roads are pretty nasty still. I slid a lot but managed to stay parallel to the road most of the time. A car in front of me did not, and slid sideways for what felt like 30 seconds, but in reality was probably closer to 10 seconds. So, by the time I get to the Meijers parking lot, I'm already a bit on the emotionally fragile side. I'm not a fan of driving and driving in snow is below going to the dentist on my favorite things list.

I pulled into a parking space, but the guy in front of me had pulled so far forward, that I was still sticking out into the aisle quite a bit. It is understandable though since no one can see lines and the aisle are wide enough for 2 cars to comfortably pass. I see someone come up to my van, he glares straight at me and then proceeds to mumble and mutter on his way to the aforementioned car in front of me. I open my door and hearing him saying something about idiots. At this point, I had that little adrenaline rush and decided to have a chat with him. :)

"Excuse me, can I ask what exactly I did wrong?"
"Your way out in the lane."
"Well, I couldn't exactly pull forward with your car there."
"I didn't think anyone else would be parking here."

I see. No one else parks in parking lots, huh? At this point I said, "Have a nice day," and I moved my van to the opposite side of the aisle and down a little.

This is what I know: I didn't move my van because I hate thinking someone called me an idiot. Couldn't care less what he thinks.

This is what I don't know: Why did I move the van?

Option 1: Perhaps to avoid confrontation, which would be befitting my Hartman's "white" personality. But if I were trying to avoid confrontation, I would have moved without chatting with him first, right?

Option 2: I did it to make him feel guilty that a) he parked bad which caused me to park bad or b) he was a jerk about it.

Option 3: I'm pretty sure it isn't because I'm a nice person trying to restore his faith in humanity.

Option 4: Perhaps a clenched teeth attempt at humility and avoiding pride?

Any other guesses? I'm thinking option 2 or 4, with a slight lean towards 4... I don't really know why it matters to me why I did it. I think it bothers me that I don't understand my own actions or what was going on in my head as it spun a mile a minute.

Now is the part where you share your wisdom and insight, or click away from this page shaking your head and thinking, "Wow, she is more crazy than I thought!"