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Originally posted by patentparanyc
I'm trying to conserve the battery of my old IPod right now until I get a new one for Christmas it really doesn't hold a charge for long. So since approx over 1/2 of the new M7 equipment is out of commission from the brakes/flattened wheels we added a stop recently and the train is very crowded.
So today's third seat woman decides to open her satchel and open all of her mail that she built up for what appears to be months. Card upon card. riiiiiiipppppp rustle rustle fold; riiiiippppppppppp....riiiiiiiiippppp. I fidgeted and twitched a bit, and then couldn't take it anymore and busted out w/ my disabled Ipod and threw it into high volume.
Lady, you see I'm trying to sleep and that it is a relatively quiet car. What gives? Open your mail at the office, or at home. That is so *ANNOYING* each time she opened another foil Christmas card she elbowed me. She looked totally dissapointed that I even had a recourse with the Ipod. People are fucking spiteful, I swear. That and the dude behind her clipping his nails? that is fucking GROSS. MMM nail clippings strewn all over the floor.
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You need to start smoking pot, because you are way too uptight about, well, everything. If the fact that someone opens mail next to you on a fucking train drives you nuts, your hair trigger is too hairy.
