The situation, middle aged lady sitting against the wall facing the end of the train. Empty seat directly in front of and perpendicular to her facing the side of the train.
Her side of the story:
I was just sitting quietly and reading my newspaper when this young person without looking or warning plopped down on top of my paper. After that she didn't even turn around to apologize or acknowledge that she had disrupted me. I was a trifle annoyed because I was in the middle of a really interesting article and my concentration had been broken. Also, my paper is now crumpled which results in me having to give it several vigourous shakes to undo the creases. I continue reading the paper but because the seats and space allotted per person are so small I accidently jab her with the end of my paper several times as the train jumps and jolts.
My side of the story:
ZZZzzzzzzz... empty seat... zzzzzz... newspaper spread out all over it, maybe left there...zzz sit. Wha? Older lady makes loud noises of contempt and starts flapping the paper I had just sat on and now pulled out from underneath me in my face while continuing to snort her displeasure audibly... zzzz... Wha.... whaaat? Why's she keep flapping that thing beside my head? I oughta grab it an...zzzzzz..... Ow, hey.. why's she keep poking me now? I'm not doin' nothin'... jus' tryin' to slee... zzzzzz....... Quit it, zzzz.... Quit it, zzzzz.......
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Ah yes, another wonderful story of the ignorant train crazies. What would we do without them?...
Sleep in peace and quiet that's what.
Yah man, yesterday in the crowded train with no means of escaping a rather large man sneezed onto the top of my head. I felt my hair flutter about. It was sick.
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