MBTA stuff

Dear man who was reading a paper,

The reading the paper thing was not the issue. The issue is that you insisted on having the paper rest on my hair. (I was sitting, he was standing nearby.) After the third time of me feeling something in my hair and checking, I turned around and you smiled guiltily at me and then put your paper away.

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Dear man who got in the spot left by the idiot paper reading man,

Why did you feel the need to also rustle your paper against my hair? WTF is it with you people today?

Also, not moving out of the doorway when people are trying to exit the train AND leaving your briefcase on the floor for us to trip on? Very annoying. VERY.