As I was riding home, about halfway through my commute, some idjit behind me got too close and clipped my left hand with his mirror. He just couldn't wait for me to get up to and through the intersection, a crazy one with six streets converging. I let out a scream, because I felt the impact and it made a very loud bang.
The woman behind him stopped and asked if I wanted her to follow him and get his license tag #, and the woman stopped at the road to the right of me asked if I was ok, so that was nice. I just told them it was over and thanked them and went on my way.
About two blocks later, the adrenaline kicked in and I had to consciously hold it together. Then I just got ticked off.
So as incidents go, it was minor. I'm glad I was wearing my gloves. As I'm typing this, I can feel that my last three fingers on my left hand are stiffening up, so I definitely was hit. The weird thing is my mirror didn't get knocked out of position, and it sticks out to the left.