On my way to work this morning I had to stand on the F train. The reason this annoys me so is that I get on at the first stop (179th Street in Jamaica, Queens).
The real reason I had to stand, however, was because I refused to ask this young “gentleman” (and believe me I am usuing the word sarcastically) to move over so that I could sit down. I feel I should not have to ASK someone to move over so that I may sit. Did he really think I preferred to stand while he spralled out taking up two seats? What made me even more angry was I know he saw the elderly woman standing near the door and wouldn’t move over for her. Interestingly enough, she didn’t ask him to move either.
One stop later a woman got on the train, walked over to him and gestured for him to move over – which he did – grudgingly. I just shook my head. He saw me shake my head and his eyes then became glued to the game he was playing on his cell phone.
Did the shake of my head make him feel embarrassed or perhaps a little uncomfortable? I really hope so.