to the woman in the quiet car
There is a quiet car (or two) on every train. This is well known, and (usually) highly respected by everyone, because sometimes you just need some fucking peace and QUIET after a long day. Today there was a woman who picked up a telephone call to give instructions to someone on the other end about what desserts her shitty little kids may have. Another passenger got up to politely tell her it was the quiet car, to which the woman responded “YEA, I know. I had to just answer this one thing.” OH OKAY THEN. I didn’t realize that every single person in the quiet car got a pass to “answer one thing” on the phone. I didn’t know that all 50 of us packed into this car were allowed to take a couple of minutes to disturb everyone else who purposefully picked this car to sit in SILENCE, so we could all make sure our kids got the jelly doughnut and not the cream filled donut because Johnny doesn’t like cream filled donuts. EXCUSE ME BITCH. I’m so sorry that other passenger disturbed you from your important phone call in the quiet car. Please, forgive her mortal fucking soul, and all of us who expected a peaceful ride home at the end of a 90 degree sweaty day. #hangup #unplugbitch #ihopejohnnygetsacreamfilleddonut #stephrants