A straphanger's diary of the ridiculous happenings aboard the A train. A circus of entertainment for only $2.50!

DAY 35

On a crowded downtown A, I reached out to grab a pole by the doors. A guy standing next to me was holding on so that his entire body was up against the pole.

This is a pet peeve of mine. It requires other passengers to squeeze their hands between the inconsiderate person's body and the pole. Not cool.

Saying "excuse me" did nothing. Do these jerks want to be touched or something? Why do people do this? This particular jerk was reading a book. The pages got too close to my hand and, yep, SLICE--paper cut.

No comments:

Post a Comment