Thursday, March 01, 2007

An Open Letter to the Man Sitting Next to Me on the Light Rail Last Evening

Dear Man,

I was knitting when you sat down next to me. Stop elbowing me and giving me looks and sighs because I didn't stop when you sat down. I go out of my way not to take up more than my fair share of space, and my arm moving doesn't change that. You would think that I was stabbing you with my needles or something, the way you were carrying on. Also? I have lived in the Midwest long enough to be good at passive-aggression. The more you carry on, the more likely I am to "accidentally" elbow you in the ribs. I'm just sayin', is all.

5 comments:

Whit said...

You're very kind - I probably would have stabbed him with the needle. Then again I do have a lot of internalized anger these days...

Tori said...

Then SWMBO might have gotten accused of assault on the light rail, and it would have ended up on Obscure Store...Crazy Woman On Light Rail Goes Postal With Knitting Needles, Stabs One

(with the articel going on to read that said woman is a black belt in hatha yoga and therefore is very dangrous with a dull weapon...)

Tori said...

Eek, typos. Sorry!

mary said...

hehehe... yes i can just see SWMBO going postal on a guy with a knitting needle and staring him down until he became part of his seat...

Grendel said...

That's why I can't carry hobby stuff like that around. I'd hurt someone.

However, pretending to suddenly be getting sick often get's a seat by yourself.