I don’t like to go out to eat, for many reasons. One main reason…people. Example: You’re sitting at a good-sized restaurant, with maybe one other customer there or just you. There’s a ton of empty seats, which are spread out along the restaurant, and even empty seats outside. Then, some jackasses come in with their whiny kid, husband that blows his nose at the table, and wife that sits there and talks loudly on the phone! It’s a self seating place…And you know where they end up..they have plopped themselves right down next to you. They’ve intruded your space. Plus, the whole time..they keep looking over at you, because their conversation with each other has died down. So, they look to you for entertainment. And you just want to eat in peace.
…Well, it’s the same way sitting on a train.
I tend to think I’m on stage or jammin’ in my room, while I’m listening to my ipod on the train. If I stand..I’m usually channeling Elvis and movin’ my pelvis, in a non-purrverted “come and rub up against me” kind of way. Sittin’ down, I’m a stompin’ and clappin’. Enjoying myself. Minding my own business. Yes..there are times when the train gets crowded..and you’re “bumping and grinding” against each other. However, when the trains aren’t crowded, there’s no reason to put your junk in front of my face as I sit and you stand, fellers! There are open seats..there’s standing room all over the train! I’m not here to look at your bollocks in front of my face, blocked views with nowhere else for my eyes to roam, and left with nothing else to do but to watch them bounce in front of me. I don’t get paid to do that! I’m not a damn crotch guard! Take your junk elsewhere.
The bottom line here is…respect my “box”..and I’ll respect yours. Amen.