Friday, January 20, 2012

Dirty foot rider does not like your vulgar cellphone talk

There's this woman who takes the 5:10 LSE train in the evenings who I see often enough, who I have photographed foot riding, who had a tantrum last night over a guy engrossed in a phone call with a buddy while the train idled at Union.

I was seated in a quad with my train friends, who I barely see these days because I no longer take the 7:53 am OSH-UNST, when all of a sudden I got wind of this woman yelling in a booming voice how rude it was that this guy had dropped the f-bomb during his conversation.

She didn't look at him when she spoke aloud, just screamed out her aggravation and went back to her e-book. Dude on the phone shifted his body so he was facing the aisle and lowered his voice.

I guffawed out loud. Really?! Isn't this a pot meet kettle moment? The minute the quad across from this woman is vacant, she throws her feet up on the seat. In my opinion, that's more vulgar than hearing someone mutter the f-bomb.


Squiggles said...

CJ... don't you know that the rules* only apply to everyone else?

* by rules, I also mean curtesy, common or otherwise.

Anonymous said...

I had the same thing happen to me on the GO bus. Was on the phone and another passenger just yelled that it was so annoying when people had phone conversations on public transit.