You're Loud.
Some young bucks got on BART today, blasting music from a phone with mini speaker and being all-around boisterous. It was loud enough that it seemed loud even from the other end of the car, and everyone in the car looked pretty uncomfortable. They saw me with my glare, and wandered over to where I was sitting to say: Damn girl, you're beautiful. Can I holler?
My response: thanks but you're loud. That's what y'all are. Just plain loud.
Him: they wanted to be louder.
Me: also not good and not necessary. Walk away.












