Seat

If you get a seat on the train you don't really get the right to bitch if someone just brushes up against you. Sit there and shut up in your big, billowy Columbia winter jacket.

And for the love of shit, turn down your headphones. Not only does your taste in music suck, but the only joy I get is the knowledge that you will have hearing loss later in life.

Have fun saying, "What?!" to your grandchildren whose voices you'll never hear.