I think I probably was that guy once it’s hard to recall.
Part of it is that my dad absolutely WAS that guy and it meant I was very much about NOT being that guy because I saw the effect it had on others. Instructive.
I think the last time I remember raising that level of ire in someone was a mate (still mates, not a biggie) while we were on holiday in Egypt in 2004. I was in the wrong but didn’t really get it back then. Ah well.