The Angry Man:
(This isn't him, and he wasn't wearing a suit, but it's the closest I could find on Google Images)
A few years ago when my eldest was 4 (she's 6 now) I took her to our local park to play, she was getting a bit restless at home. We walked there from our house which was less than 5 minutes away and it was sunny because it was Summer.
We arrived and walked happily towards the slide, well I walked and she let go of my hand and jogged over to it excitedly. She got a bit ahead and was playfully chatting back to me as she kept on moving. She got to the edge of the playground turf and noticed that there was an old man with a push bike sitting at the nearby bench seat. She mumbled something to me and ran back looking worried. In the moment that she saw him and looked worried and looked at me the old man yelled expletives at her then at me, a bunch of b-words and f bombs.
He was angry that my girl reacted like that to him and verbally abused us. He then got up and walked away pushing his bike across the road and down a different street. My daughter didn't cry at all but she was a bit scared and worried so I reassured her and we call him The Angry Man.