He's sending them to his friends.

You've worked so hard, so long, and an asshole can ruin your reputation in minutes. You snap.

There is a tiny bottle of pepper spray in your purse. And your purse is at your feet. Right in range. Within seconds, he's recoiling in pain. And then you grab his balls and pull, turning as hard as you can, all while pepper spraying him. The windows are closed, and you know you're going to have to think of something soon or the pepper might start hurting you, too. You dig into his balls with your sharp nails.

"You fucking son of a bitch. I should rip your balls off." You are sorely tempted to do exactly that, but you're pretty sure it would not be seen as a "moderate and appropriate response" by any male Judge... "Open your door." you growl. He does, and you pepper-spray him again. He falls down outside, your hand still holding his balls. He hits his head in a loud "bong". His phone fell in his seat. You slide towards his side, then you get outside. He's on the ground now, rolling in pain. You kick him, as hard as you can, right into his hurting balls. And you do it again, and again.

"Never, ever **** a girl to suck your dirty cock, you fucking ****", you yell to the top of your lungs. You don't know if he has neighbours, or if he shares his place with someone. Parents? Flatmates? You don't give a fuck. You keep kicking, into his balls and his belly and his back. He's balling up now, trying to avoid the hail of hits. You care to not hit the head. You don't want to kill him, but you definitely want him to be terrified of you. It takes a while to empty the bile filling you up. When you're finally done, you look at the wreck he is and tell him:

"Don't ever, ever annoy me or my friends again. In fact, never come back to work. Ever. And I'm keeping the car. As you said earlier.. thanks for the ride."