Being an ass can come back on you.
A part of growing up in the wilderness was interacting with anglers and white hunters. When I was a boy, on occasion, a big Winnebago with a boat in tow would pull up and ask for directions somewhere.
One friend liked to give bad directions. Once when he sent some people into the middle of nowhere; a jeep trail, really. They went through Hell and back and after getting their motor home back to town decided to rent a video….guess who was working their shift at the village video store?