68. “Shhh, This Is A Quiet Car”
I take the train to work each morning and then again to get home. I like to sit in the quiet car because it allows me to think and do a little extra work each day.
On the train ride home today, a woman in front of me kept talking on the phone even after people nicely asked her to be quiet. The conductor also came through and informed her she was in a quiet car.
The seats we are in have very little support, so someone behind you could push your seat, and you’d feel it. Several riders decided it wasn’t worth it and switched cars. I decided I had enough and slouched far enough, so both of my knees were firmly in the back of her seat, pushing fairly hard. She cocked her head around and told me to put my knees down.
I closed my eyes, and fake slept. She got up and moved to a different seat. There was a person behind her, and guess what he did? Knees to the back of the chair. People started catching on, and she chose a seat with no one behind her.
Another rider changed seats behind her, and she got some more knees. The conductor came through again and was unaware of our little revenge. She got up and told him that people were putting knees into her back and stalking her to each spot. The conductor put his index finger to his lips and said, “Shhhh, this is a quiet car.”