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.