Coffee-carting commuter with coat on seat? I’m talking to you.
Woman bound for airport with luggage across four seats? You, too.
Here’s the deal. Simply hogging seats and averting your eyes until the pregnant lady passes? Doesn’t cut it. And having the stones to suggest this line when asked by the pregnant lady to move your bags: I can’t lift them, but you can, if you like. Are you kidding me? And guys… nobody thought about getting involved here?
Is everyone so self-absorbed they don’t notice? Or so turf-protective they’d rather send the seven-months pregnant woman wandering to the next car rather than–Heaven forbid–get stuck sitting next to her?
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